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

Chapter 385 This is my destiny alpha12



Chapter 385 This is my destiny alpha12

"Are you sure you don't want to go in?"

Mo Yang looked at Wen Hongxuan who was standing still in anger, and reminded him for the nth time, "I see the lights are still on in your house, so I guess your parents are still waiting for you."

"If you don't go back, your legs will be broken."

"You come with me, otherwise I won't go in." There was still some tears in Wen Hongxuan's eyes, and the corners of his eyes were red, as if he had been bullied.

Mo Yang reached out to wipe the tears on his face, and his fingertips couldn't control his eyelashes, "Okay, I'll take you in, I can't really let them beat you up."

Mo Yang stood up and got out of the car, and his mind began to organize the words he would use when he saw Wen Hongxuan's parents.

It was late at night and there was no sign of meeting the parents of his sweetheart. No matter how relaxed Mo Yang was on weekdays, he was nervous.

Mo Yang even suspected that Wen Hongxuan did it on purpose, otherwise how could he have been led here step by step?

"Hug." Wen Hongxuan stretched out his arms and looked at Mo Yang.

Mo Yang turned his head to avoid Wen Hongxuan's sight and cruelly refused, "Hold hands. I'll hold you to meet your parents? Do you still want me to enter your house in the future?"

Wen Hongxuan lowered his head and pursed his lips, and had to settle for the second best and hold Mo Yang's hand.

Mo Yang took Wen Hongxuan's hand and walked from the parking lot to the door of Wen's house, his palms were sweaty.

This ancestor is really troublesome.

Mo Yang had never seen anyone go to his future father-in-law's house to say hello at almost midnight.

No, he and Wen Hongxuan haven’t even confirmed their relationship yet!

Mo Yang helplessly turned his head to glance at Wen Hongxuan, who smiled at him harmlessly with an "I don't know anything" look on his face, and it was unclear whether he was really drunk or pretending to be drunk.

"How much did you drink today?" Mo Yang asked him in a low voice before ringing the doorbell.

"No, Chi Heng punished me to drink, and I was unhappy, so I accepted the punishment."

"Don't mess around with Chi Heng anymore, understand?" Mo Yang sighed and hugged him to his arms, "If you're unhappy, you can come to me, don't sulk."

"You don't want me."

"..." This person finally remembered this. I don't know how many times he said it tonight.

"Let's discuss whether or not to do this when you're sober!" Mo Yang gritted his teeth and replied to him. He had no way to deal with the person in front of him.

The doorbell rang twice, and the two waited for a long time but there was no movement from inside.

Mo Yang glanced at the lights inside uncertainly, then looked at Wen Hongxuan and asked, "Your parents won't stop you from coming in, will they?"

"No," Wen Hongxuan shook his head, took out the vibrating phone from his pocket, answered it, and called out "Dad" without hesitation.

Mo Yang's eyelids jumped, and he saw Wen Hongxuan nodded and held the phone in front of him, "My dad wants to talk to you."

Mo Yang's temples began to throb. He didn't answer the phone. He just raised his hand and pressed the speakerphone. He forced himself to hold his voice steady and called out "Uncle."

"Are you Mo Yang?" The voice on the other side was steady, with a hint of impatience of being woken up from sleep, "My son has the key in his pocket, you can come in by yourselves.

It's too late for you guys. Your aunt and I are asleep. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it tomorrow. Hongxuan's mother and I will cook for you at noon tomorrow."

Without waiting for Mo Yang to reply, the person on the other end of the phone hung up without a trace of nostalgia.

"Why didn't you tell me you had the key?" Mo Yang's mouth twitched, and he didn't even have time to think about what Father Wen had just said. "You did this on purpose today, holding a grudge and taking revenge, you mean-spirited person."

Mo Yang was also helpless. The only person in this world who could torment Mo Yang was Wen Hongxuan.

Mo Yang has really refreshed his understanding of himself now. In the past, he would never believe that he could be so patient to accompany a drunkard for so long.

"You didn't ask, so I forgot." Wen Hongxuan said confidently.

Mo Yang sighed for who knows how many times. He reached into Wen Hongxuan's pocket, took out the key and opened the door.

"Go back to bed and stop messing around."

Wen Hongxuan walked in and pulled Mo Yang's hand, but failed. He turned around and found him standing at the door, looking like he had no intention of coming in at all. The corners of his mouth immediately drooped.

"You don't want me again?"

"..." Mo Yang had the urge to throw the jar into the ground, "I don't want to abandon you, Hongxuan, you should go back to sleep, be obedient, okay?"

"But my dad just said he wants to see you tomorrow and make you lunch, so you can't leave."

???

Mo Yang looked at Wen Hongxuan's clear eyes at the moment, frowned and thought about what Uncle Wen had just said, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, "How did your father know me? Why did he invite me to dinner? What did you tell them?"

"Of course, to see my husband," Wen Hongxuan lowered his head to change his slippers, took out a pair of his own spare slippers, raised his hand to pull Mo Yang into the door, and closed the door.

The series of actions were done in one go and very naturally, and this time, I don't know where the strength came from, but Mo Yang was pulled forward.

"Change your shoes and come back to my room to sleep."

"You lied to me?" Mo Yang felt a heat on his back as he looked at Wen Hongxuan who had clearly returned to normal. "Wen Hongxuan, is it fun to play tricks on me?"

"I'm not kidding you." Wen Hongxuan looked back at him, quickly looked away, and pulled him upstairs.

"Don't worry, I'll change my shoes." Mo Yang didn't know where Wen Hongxuan got the strength from. When he was hurriedly changing his shoes, Mo Yang's heart was in his throat.

What is he doing now?

You broke into someone's house and kidnapped someone's son, and then you stayed overnight without knowing your place?

Will Uncle Wen really not break his legs tomorrow? Is Wen Hongxuan really not going to let him come to the Wen family again?

"I'm not like you. I have to sleep in a separate room."

Wen Hongxuan dragged Mo Yang into his room, then closed the door and locked it.

"You," Mo Yang leaned against the door and didn't dare to move, not knowing where to put his hands, "Don't mess around, this is your home."

Wen Hongxuan chuckled, turned around, went to the closet, got a set of pajamas, and walked towards the bathroom. "Be honest, you can take a shower after I finish it."

Hearing the sound of the bathroom door closing, Mo Yang's tense body finally relaxed for a moment, but his mind was still in a mess.

He still hasn't quite figured out the current situation.

I was clearly here to send Wen Hongxuan home, so why was this matter now developing in a strange direction?

What did Wen Hongxuan mean by what he said just now? What does it mean that he doesn't sleep in a separate room like him?

It would be scary for normal people to sleep in different rooms when they first meet, right?!

Also, why is he in Wen Hongxuan's room now? !

Is it because I slept too long in the afternoon and haven’t woken up yet? Is he still in his dream?

Mo Yang would rather be dreaming now, because the feeling of being out of control of this kind of thing is too terrifying!

Mo Yang was struggling with his conscience when his cell phone suddenly rang. It was an email from the person who had asked someone to investigate Wen Hongxuan. There was a document attached with a detailed introduction.

The main text specifically mentioned that Wen Hongxuan's interpersonal relationships were not complicated and were easy to investigate, so the results were obtained in one day.


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