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

    He suddenly remembered that no one had told Mo Yangyang that Lan Dongzhi had left.


  Seeing Mo Yangyang rushing home, Xie Xize suddenly felt a little flustered. He didn't know how to tell her about this.


  Xie Xize knew very well how much Mo Yangyang cared about Lan Dongzhi. For this friend, she was so afraid of him that she was willing to beg him.


  But now, Lan Dongzhi had been taken away by Gong Chenye, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.


  Xie Xize felt a headache coming on. What should he say?


  Just as he was fretting, Mo Yangyang tugged at him. ""Let's go. What are you thinking about?"


  Xie Xize came back to his senses. Alright ..."


  Xie Xize walked to the front of the car and opened the door."I'm not thinking about anything. Let's go back quickly."


You're Back, Am I Dreaming?