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 Xize raised his hand and tapped Mo Yangyang's nose. ""Alright."


  Seeing the two of them leave, Luo Qian shouted heartbreakingly, ""Mo Yang Yang…I'm begging you, I'm begging you. I know I was wrong. I'm sorry ... Save my son. I can promise you anything, anything…"


  However, Mo Yangyang and Xie Xize turned a deaf ear to her pleading and left.


  Of course, Mo Yangyang wouldn't give up so easily.


  However…She knew what Rosie was like.


  Luo Qian knew that there was no way she would give up on the divine medicine that could save her son. There was no time to wait for her son.


  Therefore, Rosie would still come and beg her…


  The two of them went downstairs and saw that the living room had been cleaned up. The floor had been mopped, the tables had been wiped, the trash had been thrown away, and everything had been packed.


Chapter 1272: The Battle of the Three Kingdoms