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's body seemed to be glowing, enveloping her in a soft halo. Her appearance came with a filter and she looked like a fairy.


  "No wonder he was able to take down Fifth Lord Xie. Who can withstand this…"


  "Hey, why do I feel that Young Madam Wu of the Xie family seems to be…It looks a little familiar…"


  Some people were amazed by Mo Yangyang's appearance, while others were discussing in low voices why she looked familiar.


  Old Master Xie smiled as he glanced at everyone.


  After introducing Mo Yangyang, the old man bent down and picked up the spicy sticks.


  His action made many people's hearts skip a beat.


  The old man was already quite old. Wasn't he afraid of hurting his back if he suddenly carried his grandson in public?


  However, this made everyone understand that Old Master Ren really loved his grandson.


Chapter 1395: The Battle of the Three Kingdoms!