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

    Mo Yangyang and Fu Congsu greeted each other in this way. They were a little distant and polite, but they did not go against each other.


  Mo Yangyang knew that Fu Congsu was a very good chef, but she did not have any hostility towards him.


  Fu Congsu said the same thing to Mo Yang Yang.


  Actually, if it was possible, Mo Yangyang wanted to exchange culinary skills with Fu Congsu.


  After all, in Mo Yangyang's life, she rarely had the opportunity to exchange pointers with many chefs. The world was too big, and China cuisine was divided into many factions, which gave rise to many cuisines. Each family had their own specialties.


  The country was too big and there were too many people. Naturally, there were many good chefs.


  Mo Yangyang always felt that although her cooking skills were not bad, there were too many limitations. She wanted to get out of her small world, meet more people, see more things that she had never seen before, increase her experience, and cook.


Chapter 1373: The Battle of the Three Kingdoms