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 remembered the last words the spicy stick said to Sui Yuanyuan. He said goodbye.


  It was different from the usual seriousness. When the Spicy Strip left, it also told him that it was serious, but it felt different from when he said it to Sui Yuanyuan.


  How should he put it? His farewell to Sui Yuanyuan was cold and emotionless. It was cruel.


  As for him, he felt warm and relaxed.


  The meaning of these two goodbyes was different.


  The Spicy Strip absolutely hated Sui Yuanyuan. This was for sure. He looked calm on the surface, but it did not mean that he was calm on the inside. At most, this child was terrifying and did not show his emotions.


  He was able to set up a plan to help him uncover the entire drug trafficking gang. Every move and every word he said was not simple.


  Farewell could be said for the next time they met.


I Don't Want Her To Live