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

    Anyway, he didn't want to go to kindergarten anymore. It was too boring.


  Mo Yangyang saw the constitution of the spicy stick and gently knocked his forehead. ""Even if you were to go to primary school now, you would find it boring…I can't let you go to junior high school. If I really let you go, tell me... Isn't it scary?"


  Mo Yangyang: " So, going to elementary school and kindergarten are equally boring. Then you should go to kindergarten. At least you'll be surrounded by your peers. That way…" It can't be considered a suppression, right?"


  Alright, geniuses were always lonely. He had nothing to say.


  Mo Yangyang ruffled her Spicy Strip hair. "" Go to sleep. Play more when you're free. Don't read too many books. You're already very good, baby. "


  Other mothers hoped that their children would play less, read more books, and study more, but their family…


Chapter 742: The Soul-Slaying King