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 enmity between him and Gong Monan was impossible to resolve. It was either you die or I die.


  As for the Gong family, no one else was a match for Gong Monan other than Gong Chenye.


  If they didn't cooperate with Gong Chenye, Gong Monan would send someone over at any time to silence the Zheng Family.


  At that time, he and his daughter would die even faster.


  That was why Gong Chenye was so fearless. He wasn't afraid at all.


  The expression on Father Zheng's face changed rapidly…


  To him, the lesser of the two evils was better.


  He could only choose to cooperate with Gong Chenye.


  Gong Chenye sneered disdainfully on the other end of the phone. ""Mr. Zheng, why don't you understand? Now, it's not whether you can trust me or not, but you…Do you have a choice?"


  Mr. Zheng stood there with his phone in his hand. He was like a stone, motionless. His entire body was stiff.


His Daughter Was His Bottom Line