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The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right

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!"

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If She Died, I'll Be With You Forever

The Spicy Strip's eyes were clear and his expression was calm.

The child's exquisite facial features and snow-white skin seemed to exude an indescribable holiness in the darkness!

For no reason, it made people subconsciously want to believe it.

Especially when he said that each of them happened to hit the fierce kidnapper's past. He was so scared that his hand could not hold the knife steadily!

"You…" he asked, trembling. How did you know…"

" What's going on? " Spicy Strip glanced at him. " The time has passed. Why aren't you guys doing anything?! "

Of course, he wouldn't say that he was analyzing him from his clothing, behavior, and psychological characteristics. This was science!

It was IQ!

The Spicy Strip had always had a high level of trust in its own intelligence!

The kidnapper kept urging him. " That's right, Big Brother. Hurry up and do it. The employer asked us to take a video for her! "

As soon as he finished speaking, his phone rang.