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

    Whether it was because she had her own methods or because Gong Chenye really treated her differently,


  This was a good thing for Lan Dongzhi.


  And ... He didn't say anything about the spicy sticks.


  Lan Dongzhi was holding a knife that was stabbing into the Gong family's heart. As long as she didn't find this knife, she would be fine.


  "You go upstairs and sleep in the innermost room," Spicy Strip said.


  "Oh, okay…What about you? Why aren't you sleeping yet?"


  "I still have things to do. You can go to sleep."


  "No, what else do you want?" Xie Fengmian asked.


  Why did he feel that even his younger cousin, a child, seemed to be busier and more useful than him?


  "You wouldn't understand even if I told you."


  He went upstairs and walked straight into Xie Xize's study. He locked it from the inside and sat in front of the computer. After turning it on, he opened the QQ chat software and logged into an account.


The Child Is Still Here!