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 wasn't sloppy. When he was serious, he was quite intimidating.


  She grabbed Zheng Yinan and retreated."Let's go then. Pei, who wants to come and see you guys…"


  Zheng Yinan looked back at Xie Dongyun as he walked.


  She hoped that Xie Dongyun would change his mind, call her back, remarry her, and make up with her…


  However, Xie Dongyun turned around and did not look at her at all.


  "Second Uncle, they've left," Xie Fengmian said.


  Not long after Xie Xize and Mo Yangyang left the neighborhood, a few outsiders entered the neighborhood and came to the neighborhood's activity square.


  At this time, there were not many people in the square.


  There was a team of elderly models practicing their catwalk while listening to music.


  The few outsiders took the photos and walked up to strike up a conversation.


  "Aunt, there's something I need your help with?"


I Want to Remarry Him and Get Back Together