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

After all the guests returned to the courtyard, Xu Rong's group started to get busy.

The director team did not make any special arrangements for other people. After they came back, some sat together and chatted, some took the initiative to help in the kitchen, and some took advantage of this gap to rest away from the camera.

Especially the members of the Chuhe Boys Group, who were young and full of energy. After coming back, they surrounded the only skateboard in the yard and scrambled to show off their tricks.

The kitchen of the courtyard is in the small house on the far left, which is quite spacious.

Even if four or five people come and go in the kitchen it isn't crowded, but if there are more people their arms will bump against each other.

Lu Hongxuan was originally sitting under the eaves at the entrance of the main house, watching the fun. After watching for a while, he suddenly realized that Mo Yang had gone into the kitchen and had not shown up since he came back, and he couldn't help but feel nervous.

He didn't think that Mo Yang could really cook.

Moreover, according to Mo Yang's previous personality, shouldn't he take every opportunity to get close to him?

Lu Hongxuan leaned over to glance towards the kitchen, but didn't see anyone. After hesitating for a few seconds, he stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

"Hongxuan?"

As soon as Lu Hongxuan appeared at the door, Mo Yang saw him immediately. He turned around, took a small bowl from the operating table, held it in his palm and walked towards him, "Why are you here?"

"I," Lu Hongxuan glanced around the kitchen and pointed at Xu Rong who was cooking, "I'll help Sister Rong."

"Oh, no need. I have a few of them to help me. I'll just hold a spoon now."

Xu Rong and Lu Hongxuan have collaborated several times and are old acquaintances in the circle. They speak more casually and without much ceremony.

Lu Hongxuan smiled and replied to her, "It seems that I am late."

"It's not too late," Mo Yang stepped forward and handed the small bowl to Lu Hongxuan, "Freshly made double skin milk."

Afraid that Lu Hongxuan would not take it, Mo Yang specifically explained, "Everyone has one, you take it first, and I will give them the rest."

When Lu Hongxuan heard that it was one portion for each person, he did not refuse pretentiously.

He was indeed a little hungry, and the double skin milk was just right to fill his stomach.

"It's quite fragrant and light. Sister Rong's cooking skills are still so good."

When Lu Hongxuan saw Mo Yang carrying the tray out, he didn't leave in a hurry. He stood at the door and ate small bites of the double skin milk in the bowl.

Xu Rong smiled happily when he heard this, and turned around to explain, "This is not my craft, it was made by Mo Xiaoyang."

"Ok?"

"You know what? Xiaoyang looks young, but he is actually very practical and considerate. He said that everyone is bound to be hungry after a busy afternoon, and dinner is late, so he made this for everyone to fill their stomachs."

Xu Rong seemed to like Mo Yang very much. When he mentioned him, his eyes were full of admiration as an elder looks at a younger person.

"Is he, steady?" Lu Hongxuan paused holding the spoon and frowned as if he had encountered some problem.

"No, he's a man who can make a living."

Xu Rong is about twenty years older than Mo Yang. He has been in the entertainment industry for quite some time and has met many different kinds of people. Naturally, his judgment of people is not wrong.

Since Xu Rong can say this, then Mo Yang——

"Ugh!"

Lu Hongxuan was struggling when he heard Xu Rong sighing seriously.

"It's a pity that my daughter is only three years old, otherwise, I would really consider developing Mo Xiaoyang into a son-in-law."

After saying that, he laughed again.

This was of course a joke, but it was also true that Xu Rong was very satisfied with Mo Yang.

When Lu Hongxuan heard this, he couldn't eat a single bite of the food in his hand. He felt an indescribable strange feeling in his heart and felt very uncomfortable.

After Mo Yang had distributed the milk to everyone, he saw that Lu Hongxuan had put down the milk he had just taken a few bites of, thinking that he didn't like it.

"If Hongxuan doesn't like it, I can make something else for you."

"No need." Lu Hongxuan's eyebrows seemed to be filled with unrelieved sorrow. He glanced at Mo Yang and explained, "It's not that I don't like it. I, I'm just not hungry."

"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Seeing that Lu Hongxuan didn't look well, Mo Yang didn't care about the double skin milk anymore and reached out to help him.

"No," Lu Hongxuan walked out before Mo Yang approached him, "Maybe it's a bit stuffy here, you go ahead and do your work, I'll go sit outside for a while."

After that, he left quickly.

Mo Yang stood at the door, his eyes following Lu Hongxuan's figure until he saw him sit back in the chair under the eaves. After confirming that he was really fine, he turned around and continued to help Xu Rong cook.

……

"Brother, do you think this double-skin milk tastes a bit bland? I always add a lot of sugar when I eat it before."

Jing Yang was sitting on a recliner not far from Lu Hongxuan, swaying with his eyes narrowed. Su Luo was sitting next to him like a divine beast guarding a treasure, holding a small bowl in his hand.

"I'll go to the kitchen and give you some sugar," Jing Yang said as he stood up and took the bowl from Su Luo, "but eating too much sugar is not good, I can only give you one spoonful."

Su Luo nodded with a smile and continued to make requests, "Brother, can you check if there are any cooked red beans? If there are, add some."

In front of Jing Yang, Su Luo's master syndrome seemed to come out automatically. He had a lot of demands, which sometimes could even be called pretentious.

He just wanted to see to what extent Jing Yang could accept and test this man's bottom line towards him bit by bit.

However, Jing Yang didn't think so much about it. He just thought that Su Luoren was cute and it was understandable that she was a little spoiled.

These are all harmless things. As the eldest brother, Jing Yang should be more accommodating to him.

Lu Hongxuan, who was standing aside, had no intention of paying attention to how the relationship between the two people was progressing. His mind was full of the bowl of double skin milk that Mo Yang had just handed to him.

His portion clearly had red beans and osmanthus honey on top. It was slightly sweet, just right for Lu Hongxuan.

It can be said that it is completely based on Lu Hongxuan's taste.

He leaned back slightly in his chair, and thought of what Mo Yang said while crying in the dormitory in the afternoon. He rubbed his forehead with a headache.

What’s wrong with this person?

Lu Hongxuan had never felt that a person was so difficult to deal with.

When interacting with people in the past, I would simply ignore those I didn’t like, and if I thought the person was okay, I would say hello and exchange a few pleasantries when we met, and the rest of the time I would just do my business.

But Mo Yang is a very difficult person to deal with.

Ignore him? What if Mo Yang pulls him to cry like Lin Daiyu?

In fact, whether Mo Yang sheds tears or not has nothing to do with me, but what if he cries and calls my name at the same time?

Even if Lu Hongxuan had a hundred mouths, he wouldn't be able to explain it clearly.

Pay attention to him? It's even weirder.

He has been used to being alone for so many years. Given Mo Yang's personality of wanting to stick to him whenever he has nothing to do, what's the difference between him and having multiple human-shaped pendants?

Wouldn’t that be troublesome?

What's more, Lu Hongxuan still hasn't figured out what's going on with those strange memories in his mind...