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

    Zheng Qiangwei held her head. " I…" I ... My head hurts…It hurts…"


  In just a few seconds, Zheng Qiangwei was in so much pain that her face turned pale, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat.


  However, looking at Zheng Qiangwei, who was already moaning in pain, the maid did not show any concern. She still smiled and said,"Young miss, just you wait…I'll go get that sportswear for you. I was the one who changed your clothes!"


  Then, she ran to get Zheng Qiangwei's clothes.


  Zheng Qiangwei hugged her head in pain and rolled around on the bed. The nail polish on her feet had not dried yet. Under her struggle, it was basically all on the bedsheet.


  She wailed in pain. It was as if her brain had been pierced by hundreds of needles. It was so painful that it was about to explode.


  The maid came back very quickly. After a while, she came to Zheng Qiangwei with a set of sportswear."Young miss, look, this is the clothes you wore when you came back that morning…"


The Young Miss Is Crazy