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

  Mo Yangyang stood under the black umbrella and smiled calmly. "" It's fine. I believe you. Black is black, white is white, and you didn't do anything. "


  "Little Chu, open the door." Mo Yangyang looked at Little Chu.


  Little Chu's hair was wet, and he was wearing the cotton clothes that Mo Yangyang had bought for him last time. Although they were windproof and waterproof, his sleeves and the corners of his clothes were still dripping. His skin was fair, and he was already blue from the cold. His lips were purple, and his body was trembling, but he still insisted on blocking the door.


  Mo Yangyang gave him a comforting smile. ""Open the door. I'll make you some ginger tea."


  Little Chu gritted his teeth and nodded vigorously!


  Mo Yangyang gave him a copy of the key. Usually, he was the first to arrive at the store. Now, there was a private room upstairs in the store. Mo Yangyang had converted it into a staff lounge. Sometimes, Little Chu would stay overnight.


Hit His Weak Spot