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

Mo Yang sent a message to Mo Ying in advance saying that he would come over in the afternoon.

Mo Ying has been recuperating in the villa these days and is very bored.

When she heard that her son was going to bring his girlfriend over, she instantly perked up, hurriedly dressed herself up, and asked the aunt at home to clean the house inside and out.

After preparing everything, Mo Ying took a magazine and sat on the sofa, absent-mindedly spending time in the living room.

From time to time, she would look outside to see if her son and son-in-law had arrived.

There was a whistle outside, and Mo Ying immediately dropped the magazine and went out. She saw Mo Yang get out from the driver's seat, walk around to the passenger seat, open the door and lead the person out.

"Hongxuan, don't be nervous." Mo Yang smiled, "My hands are all sweaty."

"You're too hot and it affects me." Li Hongxuan said stubbornly.

"Then will Hongxuan still hold my hand?"

"Hold!" Li Hongxuan tightened his hand, "I don't know the way."

Mo Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at the gate thirty meters away, and Mo Ying who was waiting for them at the door, and was very kind not to refute.

"Hold on tight, Hongxuan. Don't get lost in such a short distance."

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll kick you back into the car!"

"I dare not," Mo Yang wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, "Hongxuan was able to snatch a gun with his bare hands at the age of thirteen. I can't withstand a kick from you."

Li Hongxuan glanced at him unhappily, watching Mo Yang pretending in front of him.

He couldn't bear it? What was that one-on-six fight in the woods?

This guy clearly did it on purpose, look at him and make a fool of himself!

"Xiaoyang, Hongxuan," Mo Ying felt annoyed at the two people's dawdling and walked a few steps outside, "Come here quickly, it's been too hot outside, come inside."

Mo Ying has delicate makeup and looks energetic. It seems that she has been living well these days and her body should have almost recovered.

"Mom, Hongxuan picked out some gifts for you. There are some in the back seat and trunk of the car. I asked the housekeeper to take them and put them in the warehouse for you."

"Okay," Mo Ying did not refuse, "As for me, I haven't enjoyed my son's filial piety yet, but I have received a gift from my son-in-law first."

"Tsk tsk tsk," Mo Ying looked at Mo Yang meaningfully, "As expected, a son cannot be kept when he grows up. I can't count on him anymore~"

"Auntie," Li Hongxuan greeted with hot cheeks, "Mo Yang and I chose it, and he took a long time to choose."

Mo Ying didn't expect that Li Hongxuan would speak for Mo Yang. Her smile deepened. "You don't have to speak for him. I know a little bit about his character."

"I'm very obedient now." Mo Yang leaned towards Li Hongxuan and muttered unhappily.

"Okay, come inside."

Mo Ying smiled and patted Mo Yang's arm, then she and Li Hongxuan walked into the living room on either side of Mo Yang.

As they entered the room, they saw the living room table piled high with food.

There were Western-style snacks, Chinese pastries, nut candies, various kinds of fruits, coffee, juice, and brewed tea. In short, there was a wide variety of things, filling the table.

Although there are many types, it is not messy. The dazzling array is arranged in an orderly manner, and you can tell at first glance that the plating is carefully designed.

"Look, Xiaoyang, I found a few pretty good dim sum restaurants nearby in the past few days. I ordered takeout and am waiting for you to come over."

Mo Ying introduced it to her son with great pride.

She was not very good at cooking and it was not mealtime, so she very cleverly prepared a table of snacks.

"It looks good," Mo Yang said politely, "Hongxuan also likes sweets. Mom, please send me the name of the store and I will buy some for Hongxuan later."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of pastry that looked quite delicate, broke off a small piece and handed it directly to Li Hongxuan's mouth.

"Hongxuan, try it."

Li Hongxuan sat close to Mo Yang, and when Mo Yang handed him the pastry, he opened his mouth and took it in.

Mo Yang smiled and stuffed the remaining half into his mouth.

"It tastes great." Li Hongxuan commented softly after finishing eating.

"As long as you like it." Mo Ying was happy but also a little sad when she saw the interaction between her son and son-in-law.

The feelings of youth are naturally passionate and flamboyant, but how long can this enthusiasm last?

It is said that love and fate are inseparable. Who can predict what will happen to them in the future, not to mention her own precedent?

As a mother, Mo Ying would naturally think more about it.

But she wouldn't say anything discouraging now to make the young couple unhappy.

She had been young once, so she naturally knew what she was thinking at that time.

Don't turn back until you hit the wall. Even if the road ahead is a wall and you get broken head and bloodied, that is the path you chose and there is nothing you can't afford.

Mo Ying only thought about doing her best to support Mo Yang. If he lived a good life in the future, that would be good. If not, she could still be his last resort.

Mo Ying saw it clearly and was also thinking clearly.

She took out the bank card that she had prepared long ago from the sofa and stuffed it into Li Hongxuan's hand, pushing back his hand that was about to refuse.

"Take it. Mo Yang is a troublesome person. Can you help me keep an eye on him and make him behave himself? This is nothing but a small gift."

"Keep it," Mo Yang stuffed the card into Li Hongxuan's pocket, "This is pocket money my mom gave me."

Li Hongxuan coughed twice after being choked by Mo Yang's words "our mother". Mo Yang quickly poured a cup of tea and fed it to his mouth.

"Xiao Yang is right," Mo Ying smiled, "Hong Xuan, you don't have to be so formal with me. You are all my sons. When I see you, I am just happy."

"Hongxuan, mom is waiting for you to change your mind." Mo Yang raised his hand to help Li Hongxuan wipe the crumbs from the corner of his mouth.

Li Hongxuan felt a little embarrassed. Maybe because he was choking, his cheeks turned red. Seeing that both of them were looking at him, his head began to heat up. "Mom."

"Hey," Mo Ying smiled so hard that her eyebrows curved, "Hongxuan, if Mo Yang doesn't listen to you in the future, just tell me and I'll help you deal with him."

"Don't worry, Mom. Mo Yang is a very well-behaved boy." Li Hongxuan smiled when he talked about Mo Yang, and he was not so nervous anymore.

"Be good?" Mo Ying glanced at Mo Yang, her face full of disbelief, "He can still -"

"Mom, what's with that distrustful look in your eyes?"

"No, no," Mo Ying immediately retracted her gaze, "Of course I believe in Hong Xuan."

Mo Yang snorted unhappily and moved closer to Li Hongxuan.

Li Hongxuan chuckled and touched Mo Yang's head to comfort him.

"Mo Yang is fine. I will take good care of him in the future. Don't worry, Mom."

"Of course I am relieved. Apart from anything else, this boy has always had good vision. I just hope that you can live a good and stable life in the future."

"Don't worry, Mom. Hongxuan wouldn't want me to suffer any injustice."

Mo Yang spoke confidently, earning a helpless glance from Li Hongxuan.

Mo Ying just felt that her son was shameless, but he was her biological son after all, so she couldn't say anything.