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

    Bai Xiaoxiao watched Lin Cong eat his noodles and the anger in her heart grew.


  After finishing the bowl of noodles, Bai Xiaoxiao's cell phone suddenly rang.


  It was the landlord who called to tell her that the rent had to be renewed.


  Lin Cong had rented this prescription for Bai Xiaoxiao three months ago. The rent was to be paid once every three months.


  Now, three months had passed, and it was time to pay the rent.


  Bai Xiaoxiao deliberately said to the landlord in front of Lin Cong, ""This ... Can we postpone the rent for now? Because…I'm not sure if we still want to rent it next. After we're sure, I'll reply to you. Is that okay?"


  When Lin Cong heard this, he suddenly felt that the noodles did not taste good.


  He also remembered that the rent for this house was due.


  In the past, when he was still Young Master Lin, a mere 30,000 yuan was nothing. He did not care at all.


Chapter 1051: The Battle of the Three Kingdoms