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

    Mu Lanting couldn't wait to leave with Jiang Niancheng.


  Meanwhile, Jiang Niancheng was in his bedroom, texting on his phone.


  Jiang Niancheng thought,'Everything is over!'


  After sending the message, he deleted it.


  On that day, Xie Xize's family had brought spicy sticks out.


  Today was the first day of school at Latiao kindergarten, so the whole family went to send him off.


  Xie Xize glanced at Jiang Niancheng's message on his phone. He didn't reply and put his phone back into his pocket!


  Xie Xize rubbed the Spicy Strip's head.


  "Today is the first day of school. Are you happy?"


  At his mental age, would he be happy to go to kindergarten and face a group of children?


  However, Spicy Strip also knew that it was impossible for him not to go to kindergarten…


  His biological age was right here. Going to school was a must.


Chapter 1030: The Death of the Emperor