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

    " Sigh, Young Master Lin, let me tell you the truth. No one will lend you money now. If we lend you money, our parents will cut off our source of income. Who would dare to do that? Don't make things difficult for me. "


  When Lin Cong heard him say this, he was so angry that he swept everything on the table to the ground.


  Among them was the empty bowl of noodles that he had just finished.


  There was a carpet on the floor, but the bowl was not broken.


  Unfortunately, the soup inside spilled on the carpet.


  This carpet belonged to the landlord. It was imported from Iran. It was very, very, very…It was expensive!


  The square meter was calculated according to tens of thousands of dollars!


  If the soup was spilled, he would have to pay for it!


  Bai Xiaoxiao's mouth twitched when she saw the bowl…


  She hated Lin Cong to death in her heart, but she still said,"Lin Cong, don't be like this. I don't like you being like this…"


Chapter 1053: The Battle of the Three Kingdoms