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

  When Xie Zhongdi heard this, she suddenly felt that perhaps her big brother was the one who had endured the most.


  This was because as younger brothers, they could push everything to their elder brother, but he could not.


  Sometimes, when they knew that their mother was really pestering them, they would find an excuse not to go back.


  However, he couldn't look for Big Brother.


  Not only could he not find her, but he could also coax her.


  Xie Zhongdi rubbed her nose. Big brother, it really wasn't easy.


  However, he was right. Every time his mother made a fuss, his son would actually feel sad.


  Old Madam Xie looked at Xie Beizhao in shock. She had never expected that her eldest son, who had always been the most filial son, would say something like this.


  Since Xie Beizhao had already said this much, he had no intention of stopping.


  He continued, " Do you know that it's not easy to tolerate you? Don't you know that we'll be sad when you scold us? "


Chapter 1115: The Battle of the Three Kingdoms