Early October

Mo Yangyang, the fake daughter was kicked out of the family when the real daughter of the family returned. The real daughter demanded a good reputation, thus Mo Yangyang had to set her off by being the bad girl. She couldn't stand it any longer when she realized she was terminally ill. Even cannon fodder deserved to die with dignity. To leave no regrets behind, Mo Yangyang made a move on the man whom she was secretly in love for ten years, but she ended up being entangled with the man's uncle, the fifth son of the Xie Family whom every woman in Xiacheng was willing to squeeze their heads through a crowd just to meet in person, the man with the name Xie Xize.
Mo Yangyang, "Don't worry, I'm almost dead anyway.
Three months later...
Mo Yangyang, "Why am I still alive? And why is there another life in my stomach too? Wouldn't Fifth Elder Xie murder me once he found out about it?"
So she ran...
Five years later, the little kid dragged his trembling mother to Xie Xize and said, "Take good care of your woman, don't make me have to worry about her always." Fifth Elder Xie, "How are you going to pay me back for kidnapping my son for so many years?" Mo Yangyang shuddered, "I can give you another child...do you want it?"
The little kid, "I have a chance to start over again. I must take precautions earlier. With my father around, I won't have to worry that mom would be killed like cannon fodder again. It's time to teach those scum a lesson!"

The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right

    The light from the door enveloped the two of them. The man turned his head and happened to land on the woman's lips.


  The two of them crossed their necks, and under the blurry light, there was a different kind of sadness.


  Mo Yangyang tightened her grip on her arm and said softly, ""Fifth Uncle, I'm really happy. I haven't been so happy in a long time. It's always been you. It's so good!"


  Just when she gradually fell in love with Xie Xize, just when she wanted to register their marriage and live a good life with him.


  Mo Yangyang felt as if all the barriers in her heart had disappeared in an instant when she received this news.


  Fifteen years ago, when she was about to suffocate, the person who lifted her up from the water, the blurry figure, and the shout by her ear were all him…


  Five years ago, when she was in a daze and unconscious, she had pounced on the man. She had always thought that she had admitted her mistake, but in fact, she had never done so.


Are You Happy That A Wild Man Is Courting Your Goddess?