100 Million Yuan Wife - chapter-513
London, The United Kingdom
The young kid changed the programming for one of the lines of the
internal defensive systems to more completely protect information from
the terrorist organization from leaking out. Chu Li knocked on the door
and entered, and the young kid said, “What did my daddy say?”
“We’ve found Eleven,” Chu Li replied. Word of it had just come from
Third Young Master Ye.
“Really?” The young kid’s eyes lit up.
Chu Li nodded solemnly. “Su Man and Anya encountered Eleven on the open
seas. They might be heading to Riyadh where Jason is en-route to meet
“That’s great!” The young kid clapped, not hiding the elation on
his face. “What about auntie?”
“Wei Wei’s memory has been wiped. Based on what Third Young Master Ye
said, let’s let things be for now and not interrupt Wei Wei and Mo
Jue.” Chu Li grabbed a chair and sat next to the young kid. “What do
“I don’t get what Daddy said.” The young kid frowned.
He was not the most adept at matters of the heart.
“So be it then. Let’s duke it out with the Mo brothers lest they
assume we can be trifled with.” Chu Li harrumphed. “Oh, yes, did
somebody attempt to access our internal systems?”
“Ah, yes. It was some rookie, but it was weird. Said rookie was not
particularly skilled but managed to easily access it. The rookie seemed
to be extremely familiar with our defenses and managed to crack them.”
The young kid shrugged his shoulders.
“Did we intercept the attempt?”
“Naturally.” The young kid laughed arrogantly. “There is nobody I
Chu Li gently kneaded his head and laughed. “Some people are expected
to take on our systems in the next few days. They’re rookies and should
be easy-picking for you. I’m tired as heck these few days and will be
taking Yan Yan for a vacation in the next couple of days. You’ll man
the headquarters for that period of time.”
“…” Are you serious?!
The next day, Mo Jue left on a boat with Ye Wei. The island they were on
was one of a few of their locations. The Mo brothers controlled many
islands in the Caribbean and Atlantic Oceans that were suitable for
living. Two to three of these islands they controlled were extremely
secluded and they stayed on them for a few days each. Mo Jue hence did
not need to bring anything along as everything he needed was in the
mansion. He only brought along important documents and left the island
Three days after they left, Claire allowed Meng Lianying to be
discharged. Meng Lianying looked forward to Mo Ye picking her up, but it
was a pity that Mo Ye did not turn up as he was not feeling well and had
a low-grade fever from a gust of wind the night before. Meng Lianying was
extremely disappointed but did not show it. When Mo Ye returned to the
mansion, she tried to be as normal as she could. As Mo Ye was clearly in
discomfort, she gently checked in with him.
Meng Lianying had another nightmare in the night where she dreamed of the
terrible days five years ago. She dreamed of a man with eyes as sinister
as those of a snake that would not look away from her. “Yingying, go
home!” he said evilly and coldly.
Meng Lianying was drenched in sweat and loudly screamed ‘no’ as she
woke up. Meng Lianying’s shriek rang throughout the mansion in the
night and she huddled up and turned on the light in panic. Her room then
became as bright as day.
Her hair drooped down and was slightly unkempt. Her face was pale, and
her eyes seemed unfocused as though she was in fear of something. She was
also panting furiously and sweat beaded on her forehead. Meng
Lianying’s eyes became red as she murmured, “Leave me alone. Leave me
She stuck her hands into her hair in panic as she curled herself up and
shuddered like a wilted leaf in the wind. She had broken free from the
organization for five years, but why could she still be located? Why?
No returning. No returning unless it was over her dead body… A chill
ran through Meng Lianying’s heart as her thoughts were messed up. She
had endured inhumanly for ten-over years and had had enough of it. How
could she return to those days after being free from it for five years?
She coldly smiled. Was that her home? She had lost her home since long
ago, and wherever Mo Ye was became her home. How could she bear to leave
her home and fall into hell?
When Meng Lianying received his call in the hospital that day, she
hurriedly said no before ending the call and smashing the cell phone on
the spot. What was most damning was how the cell phone was so hardy to
the point she did not smash the cell phone despite using much force.
Its ringtone resonated in her ears like a deathly tone that scared her
into a cold sweat while she looked at it in fear. She wanted to throw it
away but thought about how people discovering it and picking it up would
put her in even more dire straits.
Meng Lianying turned off the cell phone, never to turn it on again.
Her nightmares persistently followed her like a specter as she made the
same terrible dream where he said, “Yingying, it’s time to go home.”
This single statement was even more terrifying and vicious than any other
words. Meng Lianying lived in fear for the past two days, afraid of the
demon coming out from her dreams and devouring her.
She felt that she was tortured to the point of going mad.
As she endured immense mental stress, she had to also endure the
torturous nightmares of her past whilst also enduring the fear of Mo Ye
leaving her anytime. Her life was once again disrupted by Ye Wei and
The calm of five years was disrupted once again, and each disruption
became even more immense than the other.
Five years ago, she managed to ingeniously disengage from her
organization thanks to Ye Wei and Eleven. After five years of happiness,
would she lapse into her horrific past because of them?
The same people who were behind her success were now behind her downfall.
She did not want it. Not an absolute bit of it.
The sound of a wheelchair could be heard at the door. Meng Lianying
quickly wiped away the sweat on her face and freshened up. The door
opened, and Mo Ye wheeled himself into the room. He wore a white sleeping
robe that was loosely tied. His slightly long hair ended around his eyes
and he seemed slightly younger than his stern self. The Mo brothers
looked younger than their actual ages, but Mo Ye, who had a chilly cold
persona and wore a stern look, seemed slightly older—that was if he did
not trim his sideburns.
“What happened?” Mo Ye flatly asked.
Meng Lianying shook her head and smiled apologetically. “I had a
nightmare. Did I wake you up?”
“No,” Mo Ye replied.
Her shriek was so shrill he had to come over to see what was going on. He
thought something had happened. “Since you’re fine, rest early,” Mo
Ye gently said and wheeled his wheelchair backward.
“Ye, wait…” Meng Lianying quickly got down the bed and sprinted to
his side, holding his hand nervously while blushing slightly. “Ye, can
you stay here with me tonight? I’m… a little afraid.”
“What’s there to be afraid of?” Mo Ye plainly replied. He seemed
his usual self.
Meng Lianying blushed even more intensely and gritted her teeth. This was
the first time she begged him to stay, and she felt extremely
embarrassed. Mo Ye did not seem to understand how Meng Lianying thought
and even pursued the question.
Meng Lianying smiled bitterly. It was not him not understanding, but him
not wanting to understand as she was not the person in his mind.
“I’m afraid I’ll continue to have nightmares. You staying by my
side gives me that peace of mind.” Meng Lianying had a saddened look in
her eyes that was further blurred by her tears. When a woman showed her
weakness and shed tears appropriately, even men would relent.
She had a look that was endearing from the onset, and no men would be
able to resist her when she shed these tears of pity.
Mo Ye’s eyes were much darker and Meng Lianying could not tell what he
meant. Did he agree or not? She was in trepidation, flustered, and had
nowhere to hide. She could only allow her emotions to intersect right
“Ye, please don’t turn me down. Please…” Meng Lianying seemed to
be able to guess what he was about to say. Her tears fell down her cheeks
and landed on her sleeve.
She was attractive in her pathetic state.
This was the most she could go.
Mo Ye looked at her solemnly and grabbed her hand. “Lianling, you will
still have the nightmares you ought to have. Go rest,” he flatly said.
As he said, he pulled Meng Lianying’s fingers one by one away from his
palm. Meng Lianying’s tears fell even more profusely. She long knew
that Mo Ye’s heart had hardened and long thought that he would not be
this vicious against her.
Little did she expect…
“Ye, don’t you love me anymore?” Meng Lianying asked amidst her
Mo Ye frowned when he saw the tearful woman before him. He, for some
reason, recalled the cold and strong woman from five years ago. If it was
her… If it was her…
She wouldn’t cry, right?
That year, she back-faced him and walked in the snow with him as she
covered him from the enemy’s attacks. He did not hear her lament about
the agony and blame she had to endure.
He could, from the arrogance between the words, see a strong and
independent woman who had a domineering streak.
That woman was leagues apart from the woman before his eyes.
Mo Ye closed his eyes and wondered to himself. What did he blindly
believe all these five years? While he did have doubts, she was able to
answer every doubt perfectly. He had his suspicions and then dropped them
to only have them aroused. He was always distracted by the viruses in her.
Was she that woman?
If she wasn’t, how did she learn of everything? Who was the person he
fell in love with then?
As he thought about it, the answer bobbed in his heart, screaming to make
itself known. He, however, suppressed it for his dear life as whatever
followed would be too much for him to handle.
What if she had lied to him? What if she had lied to him?!
Mo Ye’s gaze became vicious that very instant.
“Ye?” Meng Lianying called him in fear and trepidation. Mo Ye
regained his senses and retracted his look. “It’s been late. Go
rest,” he replied.
He then wheeled himself out of the door and returned to his room.
Meng Lianying, this time, did not stop him. She gently collapsed onto the
floor, sitting down and softly sobbed…