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

    Perhaps it wasn't that valuable, but it was a genuine gift.


  It was obvious that he had carefully selected them. He did not buy them casually and bought whatever was expensive.


  When people were old, they would not lack money if they lacked anything at home. Therefore, no matter how valuable the things were, they might not be happy. However, this kind of thoughtful gift made them feel comfortable.


  This made Old Madam Xie's impression of Mo Yangyang increase a lot.


  Old Master Xie looked down at his new shoes and was very happy.


  "It's been hard on you all these years," he said."You've taught the child very well."


  Children were the mirror of their parents…


  Without her father around, Mo Yangyang was able to bring up her child so well with her Spicy Strips alone. It was obvious that her mother's character was unquestionable.


  Mo Yangyang was a little embarrassed. " Actually, I didn't teach him much. He's smart. There's not much I can teach him. "


Really Worried