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

    Chu Qingyan walked out of the shop. He was very tall, and he stood there against the light. It was as if he wanted to block the door, and he gave off a crushing pressure!


  Lan Dongzhi looked at them expressionlessly and put down the dishes on the tray one by one.


  The sound of footsteps came to his side, and the sky darkened. The surrounding air pressure seemed to have dropped at this moment.


  The Chu family's bodyguards quickly pulled out a chair for Chu Qingyan and covered it with black silk.


  Chu Qingyan sat down and leaned back. Her pair of long legs stretched out to Lan Dongzhi's feet, and her heels landed directly on the back of her feet.


  Lan Dongzhi's expression remained unchanged. He placed the last dish on the tray and said, ""Please enjoy your meal."


  After he finished speaking, he didn't even look at Chu Qingyan as he turned around and left.


The Famous Demon King