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

    Otherwise, she couldn't help but wonder if the things she dreamed of when she was unconscious were true.


  If it was true, how should she face Xie Xize?


  The Spicy Strip kept looking at Mo Yangyang. He was not feeling too good.


  Xie Xize pushed Mo Yangyang past them.


  Coincidentally, Zhou You's elder sister, Zhou Fang, saw it. She hurriedly shouted,"Thank you, Fifth Lord…"


  Soon after, Zhou Fang walked out from the crowd and bowed to Xie Xize. "" I thank you on behalf of the Zhou family, Fifth Master. Thank you for telling us that our little brother is here. Thank you! "


  Zhou Fang wasn't young anymore. She was thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old, and she looked a little rich.


  Her face was well-maintained, and there were no wrinkles. Her hair was a little messy, and she was wearing a fur coat. She looked very noble.


  A young and beautiful girl followed her to Xie Xize. She looked like she had just turned 20 years old, and her face still had a childish look.


My Wife, My Son!