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

    " Ask the kitchen to prepare breakfast quickly. He'll probably leave without even stopping after his shower. Ask the kitchen to make it faster. It'd be best if breakfast was already ready when he comes downstairs. He'll feel embarrassed if he doesn't eat it. "


  Sister Lian revealed an expression that she understood. ""Alright, Miss. Don't worry. I guarantee that everything will be arranged properly!"


  Fu Ling waited for five to six minutes before Xie Fengmian came out of the bathroom.


  Fu Ling looked at the handsome man coming out of the bath and whistled.


  Xie Fengmian's lips twitched. He felt like a young lady being teased.


  "Do you want to dry your hair?" Fu Ling asked him.


  "There's no need…" Xie Fengmian said unhappily.


  "Let's just blow on it. It's so early in the morning, and the temperature isn't that high. Wouldn't it be bad if you caught a cold outside? Anyway, it's not a big deal."


  Fu Ling tried her best to buy time for the kitchen.


Chapter 1258: The Battle of the Three Kingdoms