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

  Wencai's attitude was very clear. If you were honest, then we would have a good talk. If you were still angry at me, then don't say anything. You don't have a chance.


  Zhao Jia was anxious and quickly tugged at Mo Jianguo. She whispered, ""Hubby, look at the situation now. None of your friends can help you. If you miss this opportunity, you really won't have any chance to turn the situation around."


  He was already powerless to turn the situation around. Why didn't he hurry up and grab onto this life-saving straw in front of him? What was he thinking?


  Zhao Jia was angry and anxious, but she had always been sensible and caring in front of Mo Jianguo, so she did not dare to go too far.


  Mo Jianguo understood this, but he was still angry.


  Under normal circumstances, 15% of his shares would be worth more than a billion yuan. In the end, he sold it for 800 million yuan this time.


  The other party had lowered the price very much.


Chapter 1291: The Battle of the Three Kingdoms