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

    He hoped that in the future, the person he married would be smarter, and his children would have higher IQ than him.


  At 11 pm, Xie Jialei returned to the guest room.


  Mo Yangyang wanted to help him clean up, but Xie Xize didn't allow it.


  Of course, Xie Jialei didn't dare to do that. He had already angered Fifth Uncle by staying behind. If he didn't count 13 and ask Aunt Wu to take care of him and make his bed, then he…He wanted to die.


  Xie Jialei laid out the new bedsheets by himself, took a shower, changed into the T-shirt and sports shorts that Little Chu had brought for him, and lay down.


  Initially, Xie Jialei thought that this day would be tough for him.


  He felt that he was not sad at all. His heart was still surging with warmth and happiness.


  His parents were divorced, but he was not homeless.


  His relatives were all there, and everyone was concerned about him.


  There was still a lot of love around him.


Real Family