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

    Gong Monan naturally knew what Gong Chenye was planning, so he ignored him.


  People like them, who were vicious and cruel, were the ones who understood each other the most.


  Gong Chenye's goal was to watch her die with his own eyes.


  Gong Monan laughed at himself and pushed the bodyguards aside. Without an umbrella, the rain quickly soaked his clothes.


  The cold rain fell on his face. Gong Monan felt exceptionally calm and sober.


  At this moment, he suddenly understood why his father looked at him for the last time before he died.


  It was a kind of compassion, a kind of pity, and also a kind of relief.


  Every head of the Gong family had stepped on mountains of corpses and seas of blood to reach the peak.


  After that, he would be on guard for decades. He would also be killed. He would have trouble sleeping at night. He would not even have a friend to talk to. Even if he had a son, he would still be an enemy.


Chapter 1514: The Battle of the Three Kingdoms!