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

    Old Lady Xie's voice sounded very old in the darkness, as if it carried countless melancholy and desolation.


  "I've been thinking about it…" she said.


  Old Master Xie listened to his boss's voice and didn't say anything.


  They had five sons. He knew that in his wife's heart, the one she loved the most was actually the third son.


  Although that incident had passed, no one mentioned it again.


  They all knew that the scar had always been there.


  He was the same. He thought that after so many years, he did not care so much anymore.


  However, he couldn't control himself. He was actually calling Third Brother in his dreams…


  Old Madam Xie seemed to be talking to herself, ""Third Brother's birthday is coming soon…February 2nd, Dragon Raises Its Head…"


  The birthday of the third son of the Xie family was on the second day of the second lunar month.


Is He Dead or Alive?