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

    Looking at the empty plates, Lan Dongzhi knew how satisfied Chu Qingyan was with today's dishes!


  In the early years, when Lan Dongzhi had just entered Shanglinchun, he had heard that the little prince of the Chu family was extremely picky with his food. In order to let this precious grandson eat more, Old Master Chu had put in a lot of effort.


  This master was extremely difficult to please.


  Now that he could eat so much of Mo Yangyang's cooking, it was enough to show that he liked it very much.


  It was good that she liked him. Only if she liked him would she be able to make him bleed!


  Chu Qingyan stood up, and her tall figure almost completely enveloped Lan Dongzhi.


  Lan Dongzhi wasn't considered short to begin with. He was 1.68 meters tall and would be 1.7 meters tall if he wore a pair of heels. However, in front of Chu Qingyan, he looked surprisingly petite.


  Chu Qingyan glanced at Lan Dongzhi's fair palm and sneered.


Sorry, I'm Not Interested In You Anymore!