He and Cen Jun were in the same attitude back then. They knew their parents didn't agree, but they still insisted on being together despite all opposition.
If you think about it from another perspective——
Thinking about it carefully, I feel sorry for Mo Yi and Cen Feng.
"Although I have no relationship with Yan Tianxing for the time being, he and I are colleagues after all." Mo Shangyun continued, "Dad, if he wants to ease the relationship between the two families, do you still want to remain in such a stalemate?"
"That's right." Cen Jin, who had successfully killed Mo Shangshuang, suddenly said, "Freedom of love, anyway, I don't object to it."
"..."
Mo Cang had a sullen face and said nothing.
"..."
Looking at the chessboard that was a foregone conclusion, Mo Shangshuang's face was quite heavy.
"By the way," Cen Jin put his hand on the back of the chair, then raised his eyebrows at Mo Shangyun and said, "If you and Yan Tianxing really become a couple, can your father call Yan Tianxing around at will?"
"...Uh." Mo Shangyun blinked.
Seeing her reaction, Cen Jin thought she was nodding, and then she said with great interest: "Old Mo, that's not bad. You can't control Yan Baishan, but you can still use his son."
Mo Cang's expression changed, and he finally retorted angrily, "What if my daughter marries into his family and is used as a slave by Yan Baishan?!"
Mo Shangjun curled his lips, "...then you have to be able to do it."
Cen Jin nodded, "You still can't trust your daughter? Only his son can work as a horse for you."
Mo Shangjun glanced at Cen Jun.
Mo Cang also glanced at Cen Jun.
Standing up, Cen Jin walked over slowly, took out a teacup, poured himself a cup of black tea and drank it, and then said: "But isn't this thing done yet? Don't be too happy too early, and don't do this.
Heart."
Mo Cang: "..."
Yan Tianxing came to Mo's house without saying a word, why can't he be allowed to be angry for a while?!
"Mom." Mo Shangyun suddenly called her.
"What?" Cen Jin raised his eyebrows.
"Dad, I have to learn from you." Mo Shangyun said sincerely.
Mo Cang: "..."
As soon as the matter came to Cen Jin, he simply couldn't express his anger.
"Knock. Knock. Knock."
At this moment, there was a knock on the study door.
"Come in!" Mo Cang said angrily.
The door was pushed open, and Mo Linzhu, who was as humble as jade, stood at the door and glanced inside with a smile.
His eyes first met with Mo Shangshuang's, who nodded towards him, and then he looked at Mo Shangjun and others with a smile.
"Where is Mo Mo?" Mo Linzhu said, "Can you come out for a moment? There are two children who want to see you."
"good."
Mo Shangjun gave Mo Linzhu an appreciative look.
She had said everything she needed to say to Mo Cang, and the rest had to wait for Mo Cang to figure it out on his own. She was just thinking about the reason for leaving, but Mo Linzhu came over without thinking.
Mo Shangyun stood up quickly, but in order to make Mo Cang feel better, she left not too eagerly, and did not give Mo Cang the feeling of "escape in a hurry".
Although, everyone knows it well.
…
The study door was closed.
Mo Linzhu stood outside the door and said with a smile: "I'm going to play big this time."
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows at him, "Thank you."
Mo Linzhu said: "Yihong asked me to come here."
"oh."
Mo Shangyun nodded.
"But there are indeed two children who want to find you."
"oh?"
Mo Linzhu said: "They are in the chess room."
Mo Shangjun looked at him playfully and couldn't help but laugh: "You are so treasonous."
Mo Linzhu stretched out his hand towards her, "Both each other."
Therefore, Mo Shangjun also extended his hand and shook hands with him in a friendly manner, which was regarded as establishing revolutionary friendship.
*
The ones who wanted to find Mo Shangyun were naturally Mo Yi and Cen Feng.
Zheng Yihong sent over the Four Treasures of the Study brought by Mo Shangjun, but Mo Shangjun did not arrive. Naturally, they wanted to see Mo Shangjun, so they asked someone to come over to remind them.
Mo Shangyun was not in a hurry and took Mo Linzhu to analyze the current situation.
Mo Linzhu is Mo Cang's younger brother. For Mo Shangyun, he is considered a relatively reliable elder. His analysis is quite sound most of the time. At the same time, Mo Shangyun does not mind "please" Mo Lin.
Zhu, let Mo Linzhu help, and occasionally do some ideological work for Mo Cang.
"Yihong is right, you just think too much." Mo Linzhu smiled and patted her head, "Don't worry, you don't need to worry about anything at home."
Mo Shangyun waved his hand away and said, "If you don't think about things, your mind will easily become useless."
Mo Linzhu said: "You have to give yourself a break."
"Know."
Mo Shangjun waved his hand.
"Your generation is trying to avoid what happened to the previous generation. Recently, the relationship between the next generation of the Yan Mo family has not been so tense. The atmosphere at home is okay." Mo Linzhu said, "You are too much.
I haven’t had any contact with my family for a long time, so I like to think about things too complicated. In fact, your dad is not that tough, he needs time to accept it. Yan Tianxing played this trick very well. At least if your dad wants to object, he will not argue with your grandpa.
Challenge grandpa."
Mo Shangjun shrugged, "He will have to die of suffocation."
Mo Linzhu smiled, "With your mother and your brother, it won't be a problem."
"OK."
Mo Shangjun simply stopped worrying about it.
Mo Linzhu said: "Hurry over there. Your grandpa and grandpa haven't seen you for a long time. They miss you very much."
Mo Shangyun smiled and walked towards the chess room.
It seemed that, just as Mo Linzhu said, she thought about things a little complicated.
Yan Tianxing's arrival at the Mo family caused a certain sensation, but the relatives were more surprised and curious than angry and resisted. They were actually looking forward to the subsequent development of the matter.
When the atmosphere began to change like this, stubbornness like Mo Cang had to be infected.
Mo Shangyun did not change Mo Cang's mind by himself. (To be continued)