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

    He shook his head and said,"I'm fine. My friends around me like me. I just ..." I know a little about oil painting. I haven't seen many real paintings by Frida, but this one of yours ... Where did she buy it from? Her paintings are quite difficult to buy…"


  "That's right ..." It was auctioned off."


  "Do you want to buy it too?" Fu Ling looked at him.


  Xie Fengmian shook his head. " No, my friend likes it. I want to ask him if he wants to…"


  He actually wanted to find out who had bought the painting through the auction house. He wanted to know what exactly was the background of Fu Ling.


  Xie Fengmian wanted to ask Fulin directly, but he was worried that she would overthink things if he asked too much.


  Fu Ling snorted. " If you don't like it, then forget it. I don't want to talk about it. "


  Xie Fengmian rubbed his nose awkwardly. If you don't want to say it, then don't say it…"


Chapter 1255: The Battle of the Three Kingdoms