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

    The Spicy Strip tilted its head and thought for a moment. I think I like them all. What should I do, Grandpa?"


  Old Master Xie laughed. " You little brat, you're quite greedy. Don't worry, everything here will be yours in the future. "


  Spicy Strip quickly waved his hand,"That won't do…" Why do I want them all? I'm not that greedy."


  Old Master Xie was about to speak when he heard the spicy stick say," Grandfather, you should leave some for my father and a few uncles. Otherwise, they'll cry and think that their father doesn't love them. "


  Old Master Xie laughed out loud at the words of the Spicy Strip. The gloominess in his heart disappeared.


  "Why? Aren't you going to give some to your cousins?" he asked.


  "Cousin?" Spicy Strip bit his finger. They ... Well, forget it. If you give it to a few uncles, it's equivalent to giving it to them, so ... They shouldn't be so greedy."


  It made Old Master Xie smile happily.


Chapter 768: The Soul-Slaughtering Sword