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

"Um, can we go now?" he asked. "Why don't you want to chat with me?" Xie Fengmian shook his head. It's a little cold. Aren't you cold? The wind on this bridge is too strong." Fu Ling glanced at Xie Fengmian's red nose and cheeks, which made him look even more handsome.


She suddenly felt a little reluctant and said,"You're so delicate." Xie Fengmian…I ... Fuck ... After being called delicate by a woman several times tonight, he was really…


  As a man, Xie Fengmian felt that it was a humiliation to be said like that.


  He wanted to say, Miss, could you please respect me a little?


However, when he saw Fu Ling's valiant appearance, he thought to himself, "Forget it, forget it. I won't argue with a woman. Fu Ling picked up the helmet and threw it to Xie Fengmian."Alright, let's go. I don't want to freeze you again. I'll feel sorry for you later." Xie Fengmian…Helplessness, deep helplessness. He felt that his role had been completely switched.


Chapter 1078: The Battle of the Three Kingdoms