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

    After all, who had ever seen Xie Xize serve wine to others?


  A proud person like him had always been looked up to by others.


  Since there was no way to get close to Xie Xize for the time being, then ... It was fine to build a good relationship with the people he was familiar with first.


  Mu Lanting believed that the others should be closer to him than Xie Xize.


  "Excuse me, sir," she said as she approached Jiang Niancheng.


  Jiang Niancheng glanced at her. " Thank you. I don't have time. I'm not interested. You can leave now. "


  The dignified smile on Mu Lanting's face froze for a moment.


  Jiang Niancheng's words had clearly stopped her from saying anything else.


  Mu Lanting was puzzled. Could it be that the people around Xie Xize were as difficult to get along with as him? They didn't even say a word and started to fight?


So, You Like Him!