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 he saw someone who was more powerful than him, he would flatter them. When he saw someone who was not as rich as him, he would not even look at them.


  In Treasure Pavilion, he, Song Biao, was a local tyrant.


  Wang Qi was actually really afraid of this uncle-master. He was most afraid that he would come to the kitchen and be called out by him…


  In the end, the uncle-master who was as arrogant as an emperor in Baozhen Pavilion was now begging for mercy like an old dog…Wang Qi had never seen his uncle-master like this.


  Wang Qi gulped and turned his head, trembling. He glanced at Xie Fengmian, who was watching the show.


  He thought of Xie Fengmian's words,'Little brother, follow me in the future.'


  Previously, Wang Qi thought that the other party might have said this casually and did not care. But now…He suddenly felt that Xie Fengmian wasn't just saying that casually.


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