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 Fulin thought of this, she shivered and immediately shook her head."No, no, you're right, Sister Lian. I can't watch him fall into another woman's arms. I have to fight for it…"


  " That's right. It's said that there's a barrier between a woman and a man. You've just started. It's okay to suffer a little setback. Good luck, Miss. "


  She pulled herself together and walked towards Xie Fengmian.


  When Xie Fengmian finished his breakfast and left Fulin's house, it was already past seven o'clock.


  He ate breakfast for more than 40 minutes.


  Usually, he would either skip breakfast or take a few minutes to finish it.


  After all, the breakfast was very simple.


  But today, Xie Fengmian really didn't want to waste so much food…


  Moreover, the chef of the Fulin family was not bad.


  Although it was not as delicious as his fifth aunt's cooking, it was still considered acceptable.


Chapter 1262: The Battle of the Three Kingdoms