It's Not Too Late to Chase His Wife: Young Master Mo's Secret Favorite Sweet Wife

Mo Ningxuan also turned his head at this moment, looking at Lin Yang.

He had a smile in his eyes, but his tone was serious.

If you don't know what he said, this expression is obviously very deceptive.

As soon as he said this, Lin Yang regretted it.

Ask yourself what he is doing! ?
Where is all this going?
"I didn't know you had such a sense of humor." Lin Yang looked at Mo Ningxuan.

These words were originally meant to be a bit sarcastic, but Mo Ningxuan was obviously thick-skinned, so he accepted it as a compliment.

He even bullied me a little bit complacently, "I still have a lot that you don't know."

These words were whispered in Lin Yang's ear, and the smile when he left was a bit ambiguous.

Immediately understanding the deep meaning of Mo Ningxuan's words, Lin Yang's face turned red immediately.

Turn your face to see the floater floating up and down with the waves.

Mo Ningxuan stopped teasing her, and turned his head to concentrate on fishing.

Not long after it was quiet, I heard a male voice say, "President Mo is really in a good mood."

Following the prestige, he was a middle-aged man with a square face, glasses, and casual attire.

But the temperament of the whole person reveals a kind of bearing that has been in the upper class for a long time.

Lin Yang paused, and he also knew Mo Ningxuan, so he silently guessed the origin of this person.

It's not strange to know Mo Ningxuan. For a company like Mo's, in S City, if you have never heard of Mo Ningxuan, it is called a different kind. But from the tone of this person, it is obviously a personal relationship.

Sure enough, after seeing the person coming, Mo Ningxuan stood up with a smile.

"Mr. Song."

The two shook hands, and Lin Yang also stood up, subconsciously half a step behind Mo Ningxuan.

For some reason, as soon as Lin Yang met, he didn't like Mr. Song very much.

Watching Mr. Song wave his hand, signaling his bodyguard or secretary to step down.

Subconsciously watching the expressionless man retreat to a place far away from the Huxin Pavilion.

Then, the sound of two people talking was heard.

"Who is this?" Mr. Song looked at Lin Yang.

Mo Ningxuan smiled, "This is Lin Yang from the Lin family, and Lin Shuyu is her brother."

"Oh, I've heard of Mr. Kobayashi."

Seeing the polite smiles of the two, Lin Yang felt a little uncomfortable, but he could only smile and nod his head.

Lin Yang has already guessed the identity of Mr. Song.

Subconsciously glanced at Mo Ningxuan who was chatting happily with him, this man, why did he pull himself here?
Really for fishing?
If after seeing this person again, Lin Yang would still think so.

Then she was either too naive or too stupid.

"Mr. Mo is really lucky." The man surnamed Song sat down with a smile.

He glanced at Lin Yang meaningfully, and said to Mo Ningxuan with a smile.

Mo Ningxuan nodded, "Yes, it is my greatest blessing that she does not dislike me."

After saying this, Lin Yang couldn't help but want to roll his eyes, but in the end he held back.

On the other hand, Mr. Song laughed.

The two seemed to be chatting casually, but Mr. Song suddenly said, "President Mo, do you have any thoughts on the project of building the cross-river bridge mentioned earlier?"

"Of course he has an idea." Mo Ningxuan smiled.

However, Lin Yang noticed that the floating fish float suddenly sank downwards, and then the fishing line was tightened.

"Ah, I'm hooked." Lin Yang subconsciously shouted.

But Mo Ningxuan, who was holding the boom in his hand, didn't move, he just glanced at the water surface.

It seemed to be repeating what Lin Yang said, but the tone was completely different.

"Yeah, I'm hooked."

Then the man sitting on the side also chuckled, then got up and left.

Lin Yang was stunned, but Mo Ningxuan was not surprised at all.

Just calmly watching the ripples on the surface of the water because of the hooked fish, round and round.

In those dark pupils, there was an emotion that Lin Yang could not understand.

After a while, the float slowly attached to the water surface.

Apparently, the fish got away.

Lin Yang frowned, and turned to look at Mo Ningxuan with a solemn expression, "What the hell are you doing? All the fish have run away."

"I won't run away." Mo Ningxuan said softly.

"Ah?" Lin Yang felt that either Mo Ningxuan was blind or he was stupid.

But Mo Ningxuan put down the fishing rod and stood up.

"Don't you want to go back to sleep? Let's go."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pull Lin Yang.

Seeing Mo Ningxuan stretching out his hand towards him, Lin Yang was completely speechless.

"What are you doing?" Lin Yang frowned.

She vaguely felt that everything was not simple, but she didn't know what was wrong.

The identity of the man just now is obviously not simple.

Mo Ningxuan shook his head, "It's nothing, if you want to know anything, you can ask me."

"Did you bring me here on purpose today?"

"Yes." Mo Ningxuan nodded.

It was an unexpected confession, Lin Yang was stunned for a moment, she thought Mo Ningxuan would hide something.

Forget it, Lin Yang sighed and got up.

After walking two steps, he realized that Mo Ningxuan hadn't followed.

Turning to look at Mo Ningxuan, "What's wrong?"

"Apart from this, do you have anything else to ask?" Mo Ningxuan said.

Lin Yang shook his head, "It's fine if you didn't tell me your plan, anyway, it doesn't have much to do with me."

Seeing Lin Yang's expression, Mo Ningxuan suddenly smiled, "You really think about it."

When the two returned to the room that An had arranged for, Lin Yang forgot what happened in the middle of the lake just now.

Sitting down on the sofa, Lin Yang looked at the big bed behind the transparent glass, feeling a little hot for some reason.

"How about I sleep on the sofa?" Lin Yang tentatively asked Mo Ningxuan.

Seeing Lin Yang blinking his eyes, Mo Ningxuan shook his head, "You think, I'm still not willing."

"What?" Lin Yang muttered.

Mo Ningxuan came over and sat down beside Lin Yang.

The man sat down, Lin Yang felt the sofa sinking slightly, and subconsciously moved to one side.

"You." Mo Ningxuan noticed it immediately and sighed.

"Actually, besides avoiding the rumors outside for the time being, I came here to meet this person." While talking, Mo Ningxuan took a sip of water silently.

"It's really weird when you meet each other when you talk about fishing." Lin Yang couldn't help complaining, "My dad used to love fishing the most—"

Halfway through speaking, he stopped.

Mo Ningxuan looked over and was about to ask Lin Yang what's wrong when he saw a somewhat lonely look on that tender face.

Suddenly realized something, "Your dad, what's going on?"

Lin Yang breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his eyes.

The slender and thick eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyes, as if some invisible emotion was surging.

"Sorry." Mo Ningxuan said softly.

He only thought that he had touched Lin Yang's heartache, thinking that Lin Yang was unwilling to answer.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yang raised his head with a smile, "It's okay, it's been so long." Lin Yang paused, as if recalling the past.

Lin Yang squeezed the glass in his hand tightly, his fingertips turned slightly white.

"Lin Qin has never been a good husband, nor a good father. It is common for him not to go home for a week or two when he is busy."