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

    " Don't be afraid. " Xie Xize put his arm around her shoulders. " I'll get Gong Chenye to agree as soon as possible. "


  Mo Yangyang opened her mouth and wanted to say something…


  She sighed in her heart. Forget it, forget it. It was better not to say it.


  Xie Xize had already done everything he could. He didn't care about anything else.


  The next day, when Xie Xize arrived at the laboratory, Jiang Niancheng came looking for him first.


  He didn't even knock on the door. He pushed it open and threw his phone to Xie Xize."Hey ... This is the message Mu Lanting sent me. Take a look for yourself."


  Less than a day after attending the Chu family's banquet, Mu Lanting started to contact Jiang Niancheng.


Fortunately, His Thoughts Are Not Evil, Otherwise, He Would Be a Scumbag