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

    "Fine, fine, fine. I'll do it." Xie Jialei said helplessly.


  He speechlessly called Chu Qingyan again.


  The call went through very quickly. Xie Jialei stuttered,"That ... I just wanted to ... I want to ask you…How have you been recently?"


  Xie Jialei was still too embarrassed to say that he didn't want to come to the track because his cousin didn't want him to.


  Xie Fengmian parked his car by the roadside and glared at Xie Jialei, waiting for him to hurry up.


  " I'm fine, " Chu Qingyan said, " I can still hold on…"


  Xie Jialei said,"You sound really tired. Sigh…" I can't help you much. Recently, you ..."


  As soon as he started, Xie Jialei heard crying on the other end of the phone. It was not just one person crying, and it was very noisy.


  Xie Jialei hesitated for a moment before asking,"Qingyan, your family…" What's wrong?"


If His Rival Isn't Having a Good Life, He's Good