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's your biological son, give him some face!


  Xie Zhongdi didn't say anything, but she nodded in agreement.


  "Yes, we're at Grandpa and Grandma's house," said Mo Yangyang with a smile.


  Spicy Strip looked at the Xie couple who were so excited that they wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say. He said in a childish voice,"Are you my grandparents?"


  "That's right, spicy sticks. I'm your grandmother," said Grandmother Xie.


  "I'm your grandfather," Old Master Xie quickly said.


  "Can I let Grandpa hug me?" he asked as he stretched out his hands.


  When Old Master Xie saw the spicy sticks, he felt that this child hit it off with him.


  The moment he opened his eyes, Old Master Xie felt as if his heart was about to melt into a puddle of water. He did not even need to say anything. He wanted to give him all the best things.


He's Your Son, Give Me Some Face