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

    Because she suddenly didn't want Jiang Niancheng to think that she was despicable.


  She really hoped that when Jiang Niancheng was betrayed by his best friend, she would stand by his side and help him without asking for anything.


  It was not someone who had a plot against him.


  Once the matter between two people turned into a relationship between a man and a woman, many things could not be resolved rationally.


  Therefore, in the end, Mu Lanting…He still gave up.


  At this moment, she thought that giving up on this decision should be the right one. At least when they met tomorrow morning, the two of them would not be awkward.


  At least, they didn't have to discuss all that nonsense.


  At least…To be able to make her look like someone who did not use despicable methods.


  Mu Lanting finished the wine in one gulp and turned to look at Jiang Niancheng.


  Her long eyelashes were like an eyelash fairy.


  His eyelids moved unconsciously, and his eyelashes trembled.


I Don't Want To Treat Him With Such Despicable Methods