100 Million Yuan Wife - chapter-428
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ye Wei smiled and gently ran her fingers over Mo Jue’s face as she
somewhat teased and mocked him. “How rare is it that our dear gorgeous
is much more honest this time.”
Mo Jue looked down at the woman in his embrace and coldly laughed. “I
am not utterly fake like you!”
Ever since they knew each other, save their first battle where he saw her
actual character, the Ye Wei he saw always wore a gorgeous mask. Ye
Wei’s laughter was sometimes hearty and yet sometimes plain, and she
had not changed much.
She was sometimes seductive, sometimes innocent, sometimes domineering,
and sometimes gentle. They might all be a performance, and he rarely saw
her actual self in her eyes. He, however… Mo Jue was extremely
unwilling and indignant, but he suppressed his stifled feelings because
he knew that whoever amongst them was real was toast.
She always guarded her bottom line and never allowed him to cross it. He
sometimes felt that Ye Wei was actually extremely smart and she looked
the part too. Whenever they talked, she did not hesitate to demonstrate
her smarts and allowed people to feel her cutting edge, showing no
restraint. To such people, there was only so much they could be smart at.
She, however, was not such a person. She deliberately demonstrated it.
Her calm and wit ran much deeper than what she let on.
Nobody else knew their position better than her, and nobody else was even
clearer than her about what she wanted. Unless one was sincere toward
her, they could never expect her to be sincere toward them. If one
couldn’t win her complete trust, they would always be separated by a
thin veil from her.
Their feelings were as such. He did not trust her and would never draw
close to her nor allow her to draw close. Even though she used to have
feelings for him, they were seeming feelings akin to one seeing the
flowers through a fog.
He was always certain that this woman was like a drifting cloud that
would not stop for anybody. He, however, extremely wanted this drifting
cloud for himself. Save encircling and trapping her, he could not think
of any other better way.
Every time he felt that she was drawing closer to him, she could kill the
feelings and throw a wet towel on his thoughts. He hated this feeling,
and when was Mo Jue ever being manipulated by people?
He was the lead character in his life story, and he wanted everything
under his control. Everybody else had to listen to him, and he did not
want to be at Ye Wei’s beck and call. When he was at the seaside
mansion, he had already made up his mind to gradually clip her wings.
Even if she hated him, he would do it.
This woman would not fall in love with anybody. Since she would not
believe anybody else save those few in the terrorist organization, let
alone him, why should he show her mercy?
He might as well destroy everything!
The more time he spent with her, the clearer the thoughts of destroying
her became. He was somewhat extremely eager to imprison her and drag her
to hell with him as he fell into depravity. As he hurt her, he was also
Ye Wei looked at him silently and suddenly changed the topic. “Do you
think that there might be a cold room here?”
If there weren’t, why was this place so cold? The temperature did not
add up. Autumn in London was skin-piercing cold. Gusts of cold wind blew
along and it somehow felt like hell.
Mo Jue looked around and his lips became a straight line. One could not
tell any emotion from it. Ye Wei could not be bothered about Mo Jue’s
emotions and looked up to the real artwork. This painting, the focus of
tonight’s grab, was still with her. While they were a tad greedy for
each other’s warmth, how would they show their ruthlessness when they
tangled for it later? With silver needles in her hand, two legs, and an
arm, she had absolutely no hopes of winning.
She did not want to lose this painting.
Mo Jue followed her gaze to the painting on the wall and coldly
harrumphed. He asked, “Are you seriously going to go up against me?”
“It’s you who want to go up against me.” Ye Wei smiled and leaned
against him, casually drawing circles on his chest with her slender
fingers. It was as though she was writing something, yet it was as though
she was seducing him while looking at him gorgeously. “You know very
well that I am hell-bent on getting this painting. I have yet to slip up,
and I don’t intend this to be a precedent. If you are able to seize the
drawing from me, then that is another story.”
“Based on this messed up body of yours?” Mo Jue held her wonky arm
and gently smiled, a storm brewing in his purple eyes. He mercilessly
mocked her. “Even if both your arms are fighting fit, you are still not
my match. What can you do with one arm? Besides, I have figured out your
playbook, and as for you, you can save the effort. Even if you are
capable of overperforming in spurts, you are never my match. Why must you
mess yourself up so badly every damn time?”
“Excessive self-confidence is never a good thing, and not to mention
that our fight for the painting is over once there is gunfire above us
that startles the mercenaries. We will all die here as a result. Is that
a good ending?” Ye Wei smiled as she gently shrugged free of his hand.
“Very well then. At least, you are not going anywhere either.” Mo
Jue, surprisingly, did not deny what she said. Ye Wei was a little
surprised but did not express it.
Mo Jue, seemingly greedy for this atmosphere, allowed Ye Wei to hug him.
All of a sudden, there was a light sound from above the secret room.
While the sound insulation of the secret room was good, most normal
people would not hear it. Ye Wei and Mo Jue had an extremely sharp
hearing and heard the sound. As they realized that something was amiss,
their faces changed
It was a gunshot.
Was it Eleven or Silver Face? They were the only two above them. As they
listened in intently, they only heard a sound and nothing else. Knowing
that Eleven was not Silver Face’s match, Ye Wei’s face turned pale.
Besides, Silver Face was an extremely cold and merciless person who would
not care about Mo Jue’s fate after his fall. Eleven, however, would
worry about her fate and would inevitably be distracted. Eleven, under
that condition, would even be less of a match to him.
Who exactly fired the shot? Why was only one shot fired?
Would the mercenaries below be startled? Even if Silver Face fired, he
was not going anywhere else unless he duked it out.
Ye Wei’s fingertips trembled. Mo Jue looked at her coldly with a
seeming smile. “Want to guess who died?”
Ye Wei’s face turned pale and her body stiffened. She suddenly broke
into a smile and Mo Jue’s face changed as he felt a tinge of pain down
his spine that suddenly became a much sharper pain. His limbs went numb.
His face was as dark as Yama and there was a fierce murderous intent in
his purple eyes that wished he could utterly dismember her. He was as
vicious as a beast emanating a murderous intent.
The thought of her laying her hands on him flashed through. Ye Wei
quickly stood up and silver needles landed on several major acupoints on
his chest. Although Mo Jue was immobilized, his purple eyes were as stern
as the devil.
Ye Wei coldly stood up and plainly said, “I know I am not your match,
but does that equate to me not being able to neutralize you? Mo Jue, you
have been overly confident.”
“You really dare to subdue me?” Mo Jue asked. It was only on closer
listening that one could hear the deep pain in his voice.
“There is nothing I do not dare to do. What matters is whether I want
to.” Ye Wei quickly stopped speaking and looked around the secret room.
There must be a door as these items would not have ended up here without
It was just hidden mechanisms all over the place.
As she thought about Eleven, she had no time to look at Mo Jue’s
expression which grew even colder by the minute. She calmly looked for a
hidden switch. The layout of the room was similar to the secret room
above, albeit much smaller.
How should they get out?
The more one worried, the more panicked one would become.
“Ye Wei, do you really want to know whether Eleven is dead?” Mo Jue
coldly asked as he sat down and did not move. It seemed as though nothing
Ye Wei looked back and showed her anger. “She will not die,” she
“If that is the case, why panic and subdue me?” Mo Jue coldly smiled.
As she was looking down, she could not see his emotions. If she had seen
them, they must be nothing short of utterly vicious. Did she actually lay
a hand on him all because of Eleven?
Would she kill him?
“I’m too lazy to talk trash with you,” Ye Wei flatly replied as she
searched for a hidden mechanism. A eureka moment suddenly came upon her.
When Eleven and Silver Face were fighting above earlier, Silver Face
triggered a gemstone on the goddess statue that caused them to drop into
A moment of clarity flashed through her pitch-black eyes and she stood
before the goddess statue whilst recalling how the two of them fought
earlier. As she squinted, she saw the pearl that was the crux. Ye Wei
leaped up and rotated the pearl on the scepter. The door opened.
“That’s done it.” She rejoiced and leaped down while looking at the
door she had opened in surprise. When she started walking, she recalled
Mo Jue behind her. Should she bring him along? No. If she let him go, she
would be unable to escape because Mo Jue was bound to strangle her.
As she pondered, she suddenly felt a strong gust of wind behind her. Ye
Wei, in huge shock, was unable to avoid it. She felt pain in her neck and
her vision turned dark as she collapsed in a warm embrace.
Why was he okay? That was the only thing running through Ye Wei’s mind
before she fainted.
Mo Jue looked at the woman he carried deeply with a terrible rage on his
face that burned. The secret room suddenly lit up and the once-dark space
became as bright as day.
A middle-aged British man who was elegantly and tastefully dressed led a
group of men into the secret room. While he was fair-skinned, he grew a
beard that did not seem to stick out but instead complimented him well.
He was gentlemanly and exuded an air of royalty.
The several elite guards behind him were armed.
“Second master, it has been a long time since we met and you’re still
looking as good.” He smiled and walked over. As he was about to hug Mo
Jue, he realized that he was carrying a woman. Realizing that something
seemed inappropriate, he smiled and walked away.
“Your Excellency, it has been a long time,” Mo Jue wiped all
expressions off his face and plainly replied.
“This person is?”
“The person who stole the painting.”
“What?” A malicious and insidious look flashed through Count
Mo Jue plainly said, “I am taking the person.”
Count Henry smiled and said, “Oh, since that is the case, I shan’t
pursue it further. Second master, help yourself to whatever you want.”
“Definitely. Thanks to you designing the traps for me, I have never
lost a single treasure in these many years. If you see something to your
liking, please help yourself to it. If it weren’t for you, god knows
how many of these treasures would have been stolen,” Count Henry
replied generously. He unintentionally looked at Ye Wei and realized that
Mo Jue’s gaze sunk. He knew what was going on and stopped looking at
Mo Jue moved his chin and said, “My older brother wants that
Count Henry looked in his direction, hesitated, and ordered somebody to
take the painting down. Mo Jue, sparing pleasantries, said, “I am
afraid that I will have to trouble Your Excellency.”
“Please go ahead!”
“I will have to trouble you to help me ship these artifacts to Sicily.
I’ll pay the prescribed rate.”
“No problem. I’ll do whatever second master requests without the
slightest error,” Henry replied to him in a patronizing manner. “If
you see anything else that you’ve taken a fancy to, just help yourself
to it. Don’t hold back.”
“That won’t be necessary,” Mo Jue plainly said as he looked at Ye
Wei. He then turned to Count Henry and said, “Somebody will liaise with
you in a moment about the shipping of the artifacts, so put all the
paintings together. If possible, we ship them tonight. The faster the
“Do not worry, second master. With me watching over the shipping, there
will be absolutely no problem with these artifacts,” Count Henry
confidently replied as he tapped his chest. Mo Jue nodded and said,
“I’ll see you then.”
He carried Ye Wei and walked out of the secret room neither slowly nor
‘Wei Wei, you must not have expected that I designed all the hidden
traps in this castle, huh?’
As he carried her down the flight of stairs, his lips curled into a
smile. The lit white candles on the wall made the stairwell neither
bright nor dark, and the ambiance complemented Mo Jue who walked in
between both sides of the light. He was cold, secretive, and his sinister
streak showed itself and revealed viciousness akin to bloodlust.
He looked down and saw a pale Ye Wei, whose long hair and arms dropped.
The mask did not conceal the slightest of her arrogance. For some reason,
even though he was looking at her in his embrace, he felt that she was
thousands of meters away.
To be so near, yet so far apart!
He walked slowly and the candlelight shining on him cast a long shadow
that was three parts coldness, three parts resoluteness, and four parts
It felt extremely tragic and said.
The man next to Count Henry said, “Your Excellency, who is he? And why
are you so respectful toward him?”
“He…” Count Henry laughed and said, “He is the toughest man in
The man did not seem to understand, and Count Henry shook his head. “If
you do not understand, it’s fine.”
In the woods below the castle, Rong Yan looked at her watch and was
extremely anxious. Ye Wei and Eleven had yet to show up way after the
scheduled time. Did something happen to them? Ye Wei and Eleven had no
plans for Rong Yan to take any risks as Rong Yan was not like them. Rong
Yan was, however, afraid that they were caught in a gunfight and would be
overwhelmed, so she insisted on coming. Ye Wei had no choice but to have
her drive and pick them up.
It was an hour past the scheduled time and nobody was seen coming out.
She, however, saw many people enter the castle.
She could not help but worry.
Rong Yan suddenly saw Mo Jue carry an unconscious Ye Wei out, and she was