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

    "Ah?" The old lady was so anxious that her face turned red. Then what should he do? Where was the money? Yang Yang, this child is really too much. I'm already half-buried in the yellow soil. Why do I need to wear these? Why did you waste that money?"


  Mo Yangyang felt heartened. Her old lady had never experienced great wealth in her life. To her, clothes that cost five figures and jewelry that cost six or seven figures were all fantasy.


  However, this was actually the norm for Old Madam Xie.


  Mo Yangyang hugged the old lady and said, " Mom, listen to me. In the past, when we had no money, I tried my best to provide you and the spicy sticks with the best life I could. Now, it's the same. No matter how much money I spend on you, it's worth it. You're my mother. Why can't you have the best? "


  The old lady patted Mo Yangyang's hand. I know you're being filial to me, but I really don't need it. It's a waste of money. Take this money and buy more for yourself!"


Chapter 741: The Death of the Emperor