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

    Gong Chenye didn't say a word to Xie Xize before he left.


  However, when he glanced at Xie Xize before he left, his meaning was very clear.


  If you have anything to say, let's talk in private.


  By the time Xie Xize went over to look for him, Gong Chenye had already smoked half a cigarette.


  "You're too slow," Gong Chenye said calmly.


  Gong Chenye glanced at him and continued to draw.


  His attitude was clearly saying,'I won't listen to you.


  " I'll strangle you, " Xie Xize said coldly. " You're going to be a father too. Don't you know better? "


  Gong Chenye's hand, which was already raised to his lips, suddenly stopped.


  The cigarette in his hand was still flickering under the dim light.


  Gong Chenye suddenly felt that the half-smoked cigarette in his hand was a little heavy and he couldn't lift it up.


Chapter 819-Tear