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

"You, where did you find it?!"

Ji Hongxuan's face flushed again. The creases on the letter paper were almost invisible.

For so many years, Ji Hongxuan has kept it between the pages of a book, pressing it down with a thick book. He would only take it out and take a look when he really couldn't bear it anymore.

But now, how come it is in Mo Yang's hands?

How did he find it?

Mo Yang looked at Hongxuan's blushing face and pointed at the words on the letter paper in a very good mood.

"I'll take care of you."

Mo Yang kept his word and returned the letter to Hongxuan, pushing him out of the kitchen.

"Give me your phone number and I'll add your contact information."

Before Ji Hongxuan went out, he reached out to Mo Yang. Mo Yang handed him the phone without hesitation and turned back to the kitchen.

The phone had no password. When Ji Hongxuan turned on the screen, what caught his eye was a wallpaper of a photo of himself that he had never seen before.

Is this—a coming-of-age ceremony for senior high school students?

Ji Hongxuan looked at himself in the photo. He was wearing a pure white turtleneck sweater and light blue jeans. It was clearly what he wore for the collective coming-of-age ceremony at school when he was eighteen years old.

Ji Hongxuan clearly remembered that Tong Mu said that he usually wore a shirt and trousers which was too formal. After all, it was a coming-of-age ceremony, so he had to leave something different.

So I specially picked this set of clothes for him, and Ji Hongxuan felt uncomfortable about it for the whole day.

How could Mo Yang have...

Ji Hongxuan rubbed his thumb unconsciously on the screen of his mobile phone, and his heart was filled with dense and strange ripples.

Even photos like this that he didn't know about, would Mo Yang still have...

He resisted the urge to continue looking through Mo Yang's phone, opened the chat software, and added himself as a friend without distraction.

After thinking about it, I took the initiative to fill in "Brother Hongxuan" in the remarks.

Looking at the note, Ji Hongxuan subconsciously curled his lips and used his mobile phone to send a cute emoticon to Mo Yang to say hello.

In this way, he will be the first one in the chat interface.

Before I exited the page, Mo Yang came out.

"Here you go. Send me a message before you come to school at noon."

"Did Hongxuan check my phone?" Mo Yang teased him deliberately.

"no!"

Ji Hongxuan thought of his previous thought and stuffed the phone back into Mo Yang's arms as if he was holding a hot potato.

"Who wants to look at your phone? I'm not that kind of person."

Ji Hongxuan half-squinted his eyes and saw Mo Yang put the phone into his pocket. He was unhappy again, as if he was afraid that Mo Yang would see something.

"Is there something shameful in your phone? Hmm? Is it hiding someone?"

"Yes, I hid it. Fortunately, Hongxuan is honest. If someone else saw it, it would be exposed."

Mo Yang raised an eyebrow, "Should I set up a password or something to protect myself from others?"

"Change to someone else? Who do you want to change?"

Ji Hongxuan's face turned visibly dark because of Mo Yang's two lines of words, which were neither light nor heavy, and he felt depressed.

Good, this person now knows how to make him angry!

Ji Hongxuan closed his eyes and relaxed, then picked up his coat and was about to go out.

He has to go to class, and he can't be angry with a little brat.

After taking two steps, Ji Hongxuan stopped.

No, if he doesn’t vent his anger today, he will be so frustrated in class!

"Give me your phone. I want to check it."

Ji Hongxuan turned around and reached out to Mo Yang, feeling both justified and confident.

Mo Yang turned his head to look at him with a questioning expression.

"Of course I wouldn't look through your phone without your consent, but now, in front of you, I can check it. Give me the phone."

If he finds anything unhappy on the phone, Ji Hongxuan guarantees that this bastard will never be able to leave this door safely today!

Mo Yang was in a good mood and was about to take out his phone for Hong Xuan to look through, but Xiao Qi reminded him rudely:

[My Lord, Mo Yijie will go to Jingxi Villa at 10 o'clock. If you want to take Mr. Mo away today, you have to get up early~]

Mo Yang raised his hand and patted Xiao Qi on the ground, giving it a glare.

"Hongxuan, I have something urgent to do today. Can I come back to check on you in the evening?"

"not good!"

It's obvious that he is guilty and wants to escape!

Mo Yang sighed helplessly and handed the phone to Ji Hongxuan.

"Give me your phone. I need to go out now. I'll use your phone in the morning."

Ji Hongxuan was stunned and thought about it. After all, he didn't receive much news on weekdays, so a morning would not make much difference.

On the contrary, checking your cell phone is urgent!

So I followed Mo Yang's words and exchanged cell phones with him.

"The password is... um..."

Mo Yang didn't waste any more time. Before he could finish his words, he pressed Ji Hongxuan's neck, sucked hard on his lips, and strode away.

The password is the day they met, which is also the anniversary of Mo Yang's parents' death, and Mo Yang knows it.

"Scoundrel!"

Ji Hongxuan cursed softly with his slightly swollen lips, then packed up and went to school.

[My Lord, Mr. Mo has been trapped in Jingxi Villa by Mo Yijie for many years. He has always been thinking about you. You should be nicer and don't scare the old man.]

Xiao Qi gave Mo Yang instructions like an old mother.

Although the Immortal King is now much more humane than at the beginning, his impulsive temper sometimes still gets out of control suddenly, which makes Tong frightened.

Xiao Qi knows the original plot best and naturally knows what kind of person Grandpa Mo is. He is the only blood relative of Mo Yang in this world whom he can treat sincerely.

Xiao Qi hopes that Mo Yang can get along well with Mr. Mo.

"Shut up, I'm not going to fight."

Hmm... although, you really look like you're going to fight.

Jingxi Villa is a single-family villa with a yard.

Mo Yijie has been keeping Old Man Mo under house arrest here. The villa is fully equipped with housekeepers and servants, bodyguards are watching outside, and there are several sentries in the dark inside.

Mo Yang didn't care about anything. Under Xiao Qi's strong and earnest persuasion, he climbed over the wall and avoided the position of the spy that Xiao Qi mentioned.

When he arrived at the backyard, Mo Yang saw from a distance that Grandpa Mo was lying on a lazy chair, holding a birdcage in one hand and a rosewood teapot in the other.

He was playing with birds and drinking tea early in the morning, looking relaxed and at ease.

Why does it look like he is living a comfortable life?

For a moment, Mo Yang doubted whether he should not have come.

Mo Yang deliberately made a noise to attract the old man's attention.

"who are you?"

Not bad, it seems that you still have good hearing and eyesight, and there should be nothing wrong with your health.

"I'm Mo Yang, your eldest grandson who's living away from home."

Mo Yang had already prepared a stack of written notes, and depending on the old man's reaction, he picked one and handed it to him.

"Hiss—Ayang?!"

Mr. Mo narrowed his eyes and looked at the man in front of him from top to bottom.

His features are indeed somewhat similar to those of his childhood, but his expression is too cold now, not as friendly as before.

However, it is not ruled out that someone is pretending to be someone else...