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 smiled. " Aunt Wu, you don't know this, do you? Why isn't it entertaining? I think it's still worth watching. Maybe it can cater to the audience's preferences. Besides, as long as the money is right and the marketing can keep up, everything will be fine. It's the same as how some entertainment companies spend money to create stars. Aunt Wu, you should prepare for the competition. You don't have to worry about anything else. "


  Xie Fengmian patted his chest, indicating that he would take care of everything.


  He already had a blueprint in his heart. Who knew, he might even be able to earn a wave of money from this variety show.


  Xie Fengmian didn't lack money, nor did he lack connections. Among his friends, many of them were in the film and television industry. If he used them, he would be finished.


Chapter 1225: The Battle of the Three Kingdoms