100 Million Yuan Wife - chapter-540
Chapter 540: Exposed Identities
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Eleven clenched her fingers almost crushed the letter, cold emanating
from her. The sweetness that Little Seven had was long gone and she had
become her old self. Her breathing quickened.
“Little Seven, what’s with you?” Mo Ye looked at her worryingly.
Eleven coldly smiled. “Little Seven, hmmph! Didn’t you hear him call
me Eleven?” She looked up at him coldly as though she wanted to see
through him. Her cold gaze was full of anger and mockery.
Mo Ye felt his heart sink as Eleven coughed out two words coldly. “Mo
He was shocked. She suddenly grabbed him by the throat and pushed him
towards the wall behind him. The vases on the table that were in the way
were all knocked down. Eleven grabbed his throat and viciously pushed him
against the wall. “How much longer were you planning to deceive me?”
Eleven was not sparing any expenses as she grabbed Mo Ye. Mo Ye was
clearly uncomfortable as he had been exposed. He had long expected his
identity to be exposed ever since Meng Lianying appeared.
He was calm and did not panic when she exposed him.
“Eleven, it’s me,” Mo Ye spoke in his normal voice that was
somewhat low instead of the resonant baritone. He sounded hoarse from
Eleven strangling him. Eleven shuddered, and her breathing picked up and
she could not help but exert more force on him.
While she had guessed it, hearing him admit it left her in shock.
Mo Ye, Mo Ye… It was indeed him! Her gut feel was still spot-on, but
she chose not to ponder upon it. To put it differently, she did not want
to wake up from the five-year-old dream and ignored what her heart cried
When Meng Lianying resurfaced, she knew that she could not afford to
ignore it and had to face it. She had to wake herself up from her dreams.
Her gaze grew even colder and it was devoid of the warmth Little Seven
had. Eleven ripped off the artificial mask on Mo Ye’s face. As he had
not revealed how he actually looked in these many days, he was extremely
pale. He calmly looked at her with his pitch-black eyes without panicking
or explaining. He was as calm as a lake in March as Eleven flew into a
rage and almost crushed his throat.
Mo Ye instantly felt difficulty breathing and his face turned purple. As
he allowed her to do whatever she wanted with him, he looked at her
calmly without resisting nor speaking. Eleven suddenly flew into a rage
and wanted to snap his throat bone, but eventually released her grip in
“When did you learn of my identity?” Eleven flatly asked. Given that
they were Anthony and Little Seven – along with how well she had
feigned herself – how could she be exposed? She had never wanted to
Mo Ye leaned against the wall and caught his breath. “I learned of your
identity ever since you came to Russia as I had somebody inform me of
your traces,” he calmly said.
“So you recognized me from the first day?”
Mo Ye nodded whereas Eleven laughed mockingly. She thought she had an
additional day or two to hide her identity, but alas, she was exposed
from the very onset. He sure planned and manipulated everything down to
the last detail.
No, there were loopholes. It was just her unwillingness to think about
From the honey trap at the beginning that was laid for her to step into,
Eleven could not quite discern whether she was in pain or self-mockery.
The hatred that she buried surged.
It tore at her heart.
“How could you…” How could he deceive her and allow her to collapse
in his tenderness? ‘Mo Ye, you’re a fraud!’
Memories of their past few days together replayed in his mind.
The Anthony who was happily preparing dinner, the Anthony who back-faced
her and slowly walked in the snow, the Anthony who could not stop
apologizing to her for the slightest injury…. The Anthony who became
nervous at her falling unwell, The Anthony who accompanied her tenderly
in the night, The Anthony who conned her into becoming his girlfriend…
How could his acting be this real?
“Eleven. I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” Mo Ye repeatedly apologized
but Eleven’s face still remained as cold. She looked as harsh and
wished she could dismember him.
“Hehe… Mo Ye, I was planning to run as far as I could from you.
We’ll be strangers from now on, so why the f*** are you still provoking
me?” Eleven asked through gritted teeth as she looked at him viciously.
However good Anthony was, she would never fail to recall the despondent
days and nights when she saw Mo Ye’s face and hate him uncontrollably.
She was never imprisoned in such a humiliating manner before.
How could she not hate him?
“I was just thinking…”
“Thinking of?” Eleven counter-asked before he could finish speaking.
“What are you planning to the T for? For the poison in Meng Lianying?
I’ll give you however much f***ing blood you want damnit! Or to put it
differently, do you want me to be her guinea pig?”
Eleven’s words chiseled at his heart and never failed to accuse him. Mo
Ye felt his heart wrench as he had hurt her too deeply. That was the
case, and she would never believe anything he said from now on.
“I didn’t!” Mo Ye replied. “You know that I did not.”
“I don’t know!” Eleven coldly laughed. As she recalled Anthony’s
gentle smile, and how cold and ruthless Mo Ye was back then, his two
faces tore at her heart and set her organs aflame in pain.
However tumultuous her heart and however agonizing she was, she did not
show the slightest bit of it through her cold and harsh face. Nobody
would be able to empathize with her pain.
Why did she scurry and hide and still fail to hide from him?
“I know what happened five years ago.”
“Ha! What happened five years ago? I forgot.” Eleven coldly laughed
as her gaze was devoid of warmth. “You remembered your side of the
“Shut up!” Eleven, for some reason, suddenly flew into a rage and
pointed at him as she trembled. It was as though the veins of the person
beneath the mask throbbed extremely evidently. “What the hell were you
doing in the past few days? Repaying me with gratitude? Or with pity? Mo
Ye, I don’t need all these!! Even if you know what happened, it’s all
fine. You don’t have to crack your head at how to win me over. I
can’t be bothered.”
As she thought of this possibility, she felt herself being stabbed in her
heart and felt she became a bloody mess. As though a part of her heart
been ripped off, she became agitated and seemed stoic yet mad.
Mo Ye suddenly hugged her and roared uncontrollably, “No, no, no!
Eleven, I… I am not repaying you out of gratitude… It’s not…”
“Let me go!” Eleven flew into a rage and hit his shoulders. Mo Ye
would not let her go for his dear life, and Eleven’s rage was
triggered. Since he already knew his identity, she felt terrible when he
hugged her. She gathered strength in her palms and suddenly hit him in
his shoulders. Mo Ye could not withstand such force and backed away into
His shoulders burned with a fiery pain…
“Eleven, calm down!” Mo Ye knew that tensions would be aflame once
his identity was exposed and tried to calm Eleven down. “It’s not
what you think! I just want to… want…”
While it was easy for Anthony to say these words, he could not bring
himself to say them.
He just wanted to say that he simply wanted her.
“How could I have been such a joke to not recognize you?” Eleven’s
soul wept. It was the most ironic thing that could happen to her. While
she could subconsciously guess it, she was unwilling to believe it and
fell in love with Mo Ye again.
After he utterly wrecked her, she utterly fell in love with him. How much
more ironic could it get?
“Go, I don’t want to see you!” Eleven pointed at the door and
harshly. As the cold wind blew outside, the inside of the house became
cold. Eleven was utterly harsh.
Mo Ye, without moving, quietly looked on. He was absolutely not going
anywhere given how things were. If the misunderstanding deepened, it
would be impossible to clear it in time to come.
“Eleven, what will it take for you to forgive me?”
“F***ing disappear from my sight,” Eleven coldly said.
“That’s impossible” Mo Ye squeezed the words through his teeth as
he had a malicious and insidious look. There was no way in hell he would
never appear before her.
“If you can’t even do something this simple, are you even fit to ask
for my forgiveness?”
“Something simple…” Mo Ye looked down to hide the pain in his eyes.
“Eleven, you can’t just condemn me like this. I just want one chance.
“It’s impossible!” Eleven returned him those same words as she
looked at him coldly. “Whenever I see you, I recall the days you
imprisoned me. When I recall those days, I can’t control the hate in me
and want to kill.”
“What about Anthony?”
The tumultuous feelings in Eleven’s heart ran into a huge sponge and
were quietly absorbed. Anthony… That Anthony who accompanied her for
days… Just as she fell silent, her deep-seated hatred leaped. She could
not make out whether she hated him, or her more.
She hated how he manipulated and deceived her.
She hated how she deceived herself.
“Mo Ye, you sure are vicious,” Eleven said with hatred. “Why did
you approach me in Anthony’s name? Why did you…”
Con her into falling in love with him? He knew very well that whatever
between them could never be easily resolved.
“If I told you who I was from the onset, I am afraid I’ll never have
a chance to even speak to you. Eleven, am I just that unforgivable?” Mo
Ye asked in pain.
Eleven coldly laughed. “Don’t you love Meng Lianying to the moon and
back? Why are you drawing close to me then?”
“I’m sorry.” Mo Ye was speechless and could not answer the
question. Since his responses were all wrong, he decided against saying
anything and hoped that he could beg for her forgiveness.
“I accept it,” Eleven coldly said. “The past is forgiven, and I
accept your apology. We are, from now on, strangers. If you are not
going, I am going!”
As she turned to walk away, Mo Ye panicked and quickly ran up to hug her
from behind. “No! You will not leave now! I’ll never allow it!”
“Let me go!” Eleven coldly barked. Mo Ye, however, was stoic.
“Eleven, give me another chance. I will not hurt you again.”
As Mo Ye hugged Eleven, that familiar scent of cologne lingered around
her nose. Eleven coldly laughed at how Mo Ye had planned to the T. She
knew why he had that cologne: to conceal his original scent and dazzle
He was extremely meticulous.
“I don’t need it! Do whatever you wish! Do you think that you can
still hurt me?” Eleven coldly laughed and jabbed her elbow backward.
“Let me go!”
Mo Ye’s abdomen burned in pain. He grunted and almost bent over but
never let her go.
Eleven recalled her appointment with Meng Lianying in the night and
stopped before she dealt him another blow that could have been critical.
Meng Lianying must not harm the Kurts, and she still needed his help.
“Mo Ye, let me go! This looks terrible!” Eleven coldly said whilst Mo
Ye stubbornly hugged her and would never let go.
“No, I will not! Over my dead body!” Mo Ye roared in her ear as he
would never want to let go of her. He, after much effort, managed to hug
her and did not want to lose it.
“Eleven, I am not trying to shirk responsibility, but… You were at
fault for what happened back then. We were manipulated by people, and I
was at fault for mistakenly recognizing Meng Lianying as you. It’s my
fault too that I didn’t recognize you. It’s my fault too that I had
hurt you because of her. If you want to take it out on me, I’ve no
qualms, but… Please don’t condemn me.” Mo Ye hugged her so hard
that he almost kneaded her into him. His warm scent lapped at her ears,
and she recalled the countless times they got intimate in the past few
An overwhelming pain swept over her heart.
“I’m already indifferent to it,” Eleven said. “Please do not tell
me that I was at fault back then. We were all at fault. Let’s let each
other go since we’ve missed it. I do not want to exact revenge on you,
nor take it out on you or even kill you. I just want to have nothing to
do with you and forget those despondent days.”
“No!” Mo Ye refused. “You’ll not leave me, or else…” Mo Ye
went the whole nine yards.
He sounded even more certain. While he did not say anything else, his
tone was a clear indication that he would keep her at all costs. Eleven
coldly laughed. These two brothers were so alike to the point they were
“If not what? Like Mo Jue treats Wei Wei?” Eleven coldly harrumphed.
“Are you sure you get to call the shots for the rest of your life? Are
you sure that we can’t do anything to Mo Jue? That’s simply because
Mo Jue likes Wei Wei, and Wei Wei likes Mo Jue too. Third Young Master Ye
wants Ye Wei to be happy and hence condoned Mo Jue. If we really have to
grab Wei Wei, there are many ways to go about it.”
“What about us?” Mo Ye sounded calm. “What about us? If you can
understand Little Jue and Wei Wei, why do you just have to deny me?”