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

    The air was very quiet, and even the sound of breathing was very clear.


  After hanging up the phone, Xie Fengmian felt even more awkward. He was naked, wearing only a pair of shorts, facing a fierce woman alone.


  Xie Fengmian felt a sense of loneliness, weakness, and helplessness…


  In the past, he had only felt this way in front of his fifth uncle.


  Xie Fengmian was starting to regret his decision. He shouldn't have hung up so early. He should have grabbed Lin Cong and chatted with him for a while.


  In the end, he still had to bear everything alone…


  Xie Fengmian smiled awkwardly at Fulin."Um, thank you for sending me home today…No, no, thank you for bringing me back to your house."


  Fu Ling snorted and looked at Xie Fengmian from head to toe. She said,"You should thank me. How much did you drink today? You're so drunk. Do you know that I was the one who carried you in? You're not too heavy…"


Chapter 1250: The Battle of the Three Kingdoms