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

    Chu Qingyan opened her mouth to retort, but she didn't know what to say.


  They were born with everything that others could not compare to, and they enjoyed things that others could not get even if they were poor. They were so high up, but in the depths of their hearts, they felt that they were high up.


  When they looked at others, they always looked down on them.


  This was especially true for Chu Qingyan.


  On the other hand, Lan Dongzhi was the complete opposite of him. When he was high and mighty, her feet were now in the mud, trudging with difficulty.


  Every step she took was more difficult than most people in this world…


  If she wanted to get something, even if it was just a mouthful of bread, she had to work hard. She only had herself. If she did not work hard, she would starve to death. No one would bring food to her.


  Especially after that, when Lan Dongzhi stepped into the world of the wind and dust.


You're Pathetic and Laughable