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

    Xie Jialei couldn't help but give Mo Yangyang a thumbs up.


  This was what a big boss should be like. Other people were eager for their store's business to be good, but there were times when she didn't want it to be too good.


  Xie Jialei was so full that he almost couldn't walk.


  He originally said that he wouldn't drink, but…Halfway through the meal, Xie Jialei finished his drink.


  Because he had his own selfish motives.


  If he drank, he couldn't leave. If he couldn't leave, he could stay…


  After staying, tomorrow…Wouldn't they be able to eat breakfast?


  Xie Jialei felt that he was too smart.


  He had always been a self-restrained and well-mannered person. Today, for the sake of food, he actually played tricks. This was the first time he had grown up.


  After the meal, she rubbed her round belly with Xie Jialei and sighed. How blissful.


The Honest Child Is Not Honest