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

  Mo Yangyang pursed her lips. She wasn't thinking too much.


  It wasn't that she was very kind. She just felt that she was Xie Xize's biological mother after all, so she didn't want things to get out of hand in the end.


  After all, there was no deep hatred between them and they were family. This was a blood relationship that could not be severed.


  Mo Yangyang pulled Xie Xize's arm and walked to the bedroom. ""You're all wet. Go take a hot shower and change your clothes."


  Xie Xize looked at her back and smiled. ""Alright…"


  While Xie Xize was showering, Mo Yangyang went to look at the spicy sticks.


  "Did you get drenched?" Mo Yangyang touched the head of the spicy stick.


  "Not at all." The Spicy Strip shook its head.


  He looked into Mo Yangyang's eyes and said seriously, ""Mom, I'm sorry…Sorry for making you worry."


Chapter 1119: The Great Battle