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

    Xie Fengmian had said to him in an exaggerated tone,Fifth Uncle, you don't know how domineering Fifth Aunt is. She's indeed your wife. She's stunned and unable to vent her anger. She suppressed it…


  "Yeah, I did. She said that my wife is very good. She has the style of her husband," said Xie Xize with a smile.


  Mo Yangyang pursed her lips. " Don't laugh at me. After I told your mother that ... " I ... I feel a little guilty. After all, he's my elder. Should I ..."


  " You're right, " Xie Xize retorted. " Why should I feel guilty? "


  Xie Xize's slender fingers picked up a strand of Mo Yangyang's long hair and slowly wrapped it between his fingers. ""Elders should indeed be respected. However, if an elder has done something wrong, they should indeed be taught a lesson. If they continue to indulge, then ... Isn't that the same as helping a tyrant?"


Without Passion to Like Others