How can I know the strategy? It's all because my wife loves me

The sky outside was getting darker. In the quiet and silent night, Li Hongxuan blinked his peach blossom eyes and stared at the ceiling of the guest room in a daze.

I don't know what she was thinking about, her eyebrows were furrowed, and there was a fierce look between her eyebrows that said, "Keep Away From Me."

Suddenly, a pair of big hands covered his eyebrows, and the thumbs pressed gently to relax his frowning brows.

"Why are you always frowning? I don't know what you are thinking about every day..."

Mo Yang tightened his hands under Li Hongxuan and pulled him towards himself. His other hand moved from his forehead to his temple to massage Li Hongxuan.

"Does your head still hurt?"

When Li Hongxuan heard this, his brows frowned again.

Especially Mo Yang's tone, it was like he was talking to a partner he had lived with for many years, and what was unintentionally revealed was full of intimacy.

Li Hongxuan was not used to it, and didn't understand it.

"Mo Yang," Li Hongxuan said in a hoarse voice, without even looking at him, "Do you still remember what you looked like three days ago?"

Mo Yang immediately became alert and stopped massaging his hands. "Hongxuan likes the original Mo Yang?"

When Li Hongxuan heard this, he finally turned his head and carefully examined the person next to him.

Although his appearance has not changed, there seems to be a hint of fierceness in his eyes and eyebrows.

When she looked at him, she no longer had the disgust and disdain she had before. Instead, she looked somewhat obedient, which perfectly concealed the fervent possessiveness in her eyes, which would only be revealed uncontrollably at certain times.

"Have you ever been to Sioux City?"

Li Hongxuan suddenly asked this question, staring intently at the reaction of the person in front of him.

Mo Yang's heart skipped a beat. He didn't know what Hongxuan meant by suddenly asking this, and he didn't know how to answer.

"Little Seven?"

[Hmm... The original Mo Yang only lived in his maternal grandparents' home in Jiangnan and Kyoto. Even when traveling, he went abroad more often. Xiao Qi didn't see any records of Su City. ]

"I haven't been there." Mo Yang said, his expression somewhat evasive.

He was not lying, but when Hongxuan looked at him so directly, Mo Yang always felt guilty.

Upon hearing this, Li Hongxuan closed his eyes and hummed softly.

Seeing him like this, Mo Yang felt very nervous and uneasy.

"Hongxuan..."

Mo Yang turned sideways and buried his head in Li Hongxuan's shoulder, his voice soft and indirect, "Don't you like me?"

"You care?"

"You really don't like me?!"

Mo Yang raised his head in shock, his eyes full of grievance, "You, you've taken advantage of me, and yet you're still thinking about someone else?!"

Eat it dry and wipe it clean?

Li Hongxuan didn't want to discuss the question of who eats whom, but Mo Yang was definitely not the one being eaten!

What on earth is this person feeling wronged about?

"I'm not thinking about anyone else." Li Hongxuan saw Mo Yang's eyes beginning to turn red, and he gritted his teeth to explain.

After saying that, she felt awkward again, turned her head and lay down, no longer looking at him.

"Then tell me you like me." Mo Yang pressed on.

Li Hongxuan felt that he was having a headache again.

He struggled to get up, but Mo Yang held him tightly in his arms and he couldn't get up.

"Let go, I still have work to do." Li Hongxuan was a little annoyed, his temples began to throb, and he spoke stiffly and coldly.

Mo Yang let go of his hand upon hearing that, pursed his lips and looked at him. The moment Li Hongxuan sat up, a tear slid down from the corner of his eye and dripped onto the back of Li Hongxuan's hand.

"You——" Li Hongxuan's hand trembled as if it was burned, and he sat up and didn't move again, "What are you doing?"

Mo Yang looked at him with watery eyes and said aggrievedly, "Is it not okay to cry?"

Even Hongxuan doesn’t like him anymore, can’t he cry?

"Go to work. You don't plan to control me anyway."

Mo Yang felt more and more aggrieved as he spoke, "Then why did you buy me back? You might as well just throw me on the street and let me fend for myself!"

"..."

Li Hongxuan rubbed his temple and said in a cold voice, "Mo Yang, before you say this, can you think about who provides you with food, clothing, shelter and transportation now?"

"Yes," Mo Yang lay flat on his back and cried. Two tear marks slid down from the corners of his eyes to the pillow, leaving two small water marks. "You can just use these cold and emotionless things to perfunctorily deal with me. After all, I have no place in your heart."

As Mo Yang spoke, he squeezed back his tears and looked at the ceiling, looking as if he had lost all desire to live.

Li Hongxuan was so angry at his shameless appearance that he laughed. He turned his head to look into Mo Yang's tearful eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a rare teasing tone, "The previous Mo Yang would not be as clingy as you."

Mo Yang's grip on the quilt tightened, and he even forgot to squeeze out his tears.

"Not even that, I don't care whether he has a place in my heart."

[It’s over. The Emperor has discovered it~]

Xiao Qi shook his head and said, "You are too careless, Immortal Lord! You are overacting."

"It's good to find out. This way he can tell who he likes!"

Mo Yang had always been bothered by Hong Xuan's feelings for his original self, Mo Yang. Now it's even better, as it saves Mo Yang from having to worry about it.

"I don't care, I just care, what can you do?"

Mo Yang grabbed Li Hongxuan's wrist in a rogue manner. As long as he tried to run, Mo Yang would pull him back to the bed in the next second.

Li Hongxuan unexpectedly curled the corners of his lips, "Not very good, but I do need a job."

If Li Hongxuan remembered correctly, he had not been in charge of the company for three days.

As a president who has worked all year round for several years in a row, this is really not something he should do.

"Let go." Li Hongxuan tapped the palm on his wrist, but Mo Yang held it tighter.

"Hongxuan, you, you just don't care about me..."

Mo Yang was really sad at this moment, the mist in his eyes filled up again, and the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt.

Li Hongxuan looked at him, curled his fingers, pursed his lips and said, "If you want, you can come with me to the study, but you have to keep quiet."

?

Mo Yang blinked, and the mist inside his eyes condensed into tears and fell down.

"What?" Li Hongxuan glanced at him quickly, "You can also go back to your room and rest. I won't--"

"I'm with you!"

Mo Yang quickly sat up and searched the bed for clothes to put on Hongxuan. "I won't disturb you, as long as you don't chase me away."

Li Hongxuan looked at Mo Yang, who was concentrating on putting clothes on him. There were clear traces of tears on his face, but he spoke soft words.

He obediently cooperated and let Mo Yang put the clothes on him. His eyes flickered slightly, as if he thought of something and was absent-minded for a moment.

"I'm going to go take a shower upstairs first. When you're done cleaning up, come meet me in the study."

After getting out of bed, Li Hongxuan didn't even wait for Mo Yang and left after saying something.

"I can't take a shower with you..."

"No." Li Hongxuan didn't even turn his head, "You clean up on the first floor."

After saying that, he opened the door and walked out without mercy.

Mo Yang wrinkled his nose and rarely stopped chasing after him.

The fact that Hongxuan is allowed to follow her to work shows that he can't live without her, but he is just too embarrassed to say it.

After all, Hongxuan in this world is a CEO who is very proud and concerned about his reputation. In fact, he must like me in his heart.

Mo Yang felt that he had realized it, and made up his mind to be more proactive in the future.