100 Million Yuan Wife - chapter-688
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
There were pastries on the table where the women of the Top Terrorist
Organization huddled together to talk about family matters whilst the men
talked about significant national matters. The leaders of the Top
Terrorist Organization were on one side of the table whilst the godfather
of the Mafia was on the other side of the table. They were core persons
who had seen much of the world. When they gathered together, they
naturally talked about matters between the organizations and did not
float their personal grievances against the other.
Su Man drank his tea and watched the experts negotiate. Honestly, seeing
them gather and not shed any blood was not an easy feat. If this were to
happen when the Top Terrorist Organization had just encountered its
mishap, Chu Li, Jason, and the others would have thrown caution to the
wind by shooting first and asking questions later.
Killing would be the perfect catharsis. Even if they killed by mistake,
it would not faze them the slightest.
As quite some time had passed, the Top Terrorist Organization had firstly
settled most of what had to be settled. The situation was, by and large,
stabilized and developing in a healthy direction thanks to all the
compensations, consolations, rescues, etc. from Chu Li and the others.
Secondly, Ye Wei almost killed Mo Jue and lost her child. Chu Li and Rong
Yan did not feel good about it, and they reopened the incident to confirm
it was a misunderstanding thanks to machinations from within that left
the Mo brothers in the dark.
While they had an opinion or two about the Mo brothers, the Mo brothers
were not behind the incident. Besides, the post-battle situation was so
chaotic and they did not take advantage of it to further hit the Mo
brothers but instead gave them time to recuperate.
Considering they were not responsible for the incident, Chu Li noted it
as a favor.
Therefore, when they met again, everybody had mixed feelings. Why did
they have Ye Wei and Eleven be the bridge?
They greeted each other and exchanged a few words.
Jason, who was hot-tempered, took up old scores and lambasted the Mo
brothers with impunity. As Mo brothers never participated in those
incidents, he stared at Ye Wei.
He wanted to grab Ye Wei back to his side, and Mo Ye was no slouch.
Thanks to the deep-seated rivalries between the Top Terrorist
Organization and the Mafia, they each had tons of old scores to settle
with the other.
The lines were blurred since long ago, and Chu Li even morally
compromised himself to dabble in drugs in a bid to stop Mo Ye from
This almost became a bizarre meeting where everybody was digging each
Su Ruhua was wondering. Whoever said that only women could argue? Even
men could argue too, and they made perfectly coherent arguments. If one
only heard either side of the story, one would have certainly felt that
said party’s actions made sense. Hearing Mo Ye’s case would make one
feel that the Top Terrorist Organization was indeed overboard enough to
force them into such straits, but hearing Jason and Chu Li would make
them feel that Mo Ye was nothing short of pure evil.
When it came to the gift of the gab, both were experts. Save Ye Wei, Chu
Li of the Top Terrorist Organization had the gift of the gab whereas
Jason had the most imposing presence. When it came to smarts, it was
Black J who came out tops. Mo Ye was slightly lacking in all areas. After
all, they were brought up in such an environment and had seen much more
of the world than Mo Ye had. Their specializations and ability to work in
concert would leave Mo Ye in the dust.
It hence added up that the Top Terrorist Organization became the top in
the world in little time.
Mo Ye, however scheming he was, was nowhere near Chu Li.
When it came to manipulation, Chu Li was even more capable than Third
Young Master Ye, which explained why he was often in cahoots with Ning
Ning, let alone Mo Ye.
The three women, completely unaffected by the ruckus, talked about their
Su Man drank his tea slowly with a calm and indifferent look as though he
had nothing to do with everything that was happening before his eyes. If
the negotiations became a fistfight, he had no qualms providing the
Bai Ye smiled as he listened on and would only speak when he had to make
Su Ruhua propped her head and wondered whether she should help her son.
Mo Jue was nuts at arguing and would only get physical if he flew into a
rage. He was all ‘I can’t be f***ing bothered to yap with you! Might
For Mo Ye to outargue a group of badasses was a little… too challenging.
After some thought, she could afford to let it slide as it was not bad to
watch the spectacle that ensued. She had to be wise.
These two would have a long way to go before they got to marriage.
“Save the talk. What exactly do you want?” Mo Jue slammed the table,
rattling the teacups before them. His purple eyes were so sinister that
it felt as though it was hell all over.
Chu Li and Mo Ye, who were talking about Mo Ye’s purported
incompetence, stopped in their tracks. Everybody looked at Mo Jue. The
three women in their conversations looked up and looked at Mo Jue with a
‘Gorgeous Mo Jue, what guts you have there!’
To actually interrupt their fun! They had only heard women argue, and
they hoped to hear a complete argument between men. It seemed like Mo Ye
was bound to lose.
Su Ruhua almost whistled. ‘My son, you’ve got some balls there!’
Chu Li and the others quickly calmed down. Black J coldly smiled. “We
do what the f*** we want to do. Second Master Mo, is that what you
“Spit it out!” Mo Jue coldly harrumphed.
Jason, seeing him slam the table, responded in kind and the cups shook.
F*** this, do you look like the only one who could slam a table?
“That’s very simple. Since you two have had a terrible track record,
get the f*** away from Ye Wei and Eleven. Now!”
Mo Ye frowned slightly whereas Mo Jue coldly harrumphed with a ‘I’ll
entertain your bullshit’ look.
Chu Li looked to the side and smiled. “Why aren’t you two talking?
Keep it up.”
If they dared to slam the table again, he could kowtow to them!
“That’s impossible!” Mo Jue coldly replied. “Ye Wei and I are
registering our marriage soon.”
Everybody turned back to look at Ye Wei. As she had yet to receive the
dowry, Ye Wei shrugged and said, “I know nuts about it!”
Rong Yan raised her eyebrows and asked in a tease,” Second master, are
you sure you did not remember anything wrongly?”
“That young brat is not around, and you all are not my match. I’ll
hack into the civil administration office’s system tonight and enter
our marriage information into it. What can you do about that? Hmmph!”
Mo Jue calmly replied.
Everybody was lost for words.
Mo Ye wiped away his sweat nervously. ‘Little Jue, to think that you
could think of such a move. How brave of you!’
Ye Wei’s eyes twitched. Everybody was taken aback by Mo Jue.
They had seen punks but never a punk who was this rogue.
What’s a ‘forced marriage’ again? Those who bawled their eyes out
and eventually committed suicide should look at this second master. His
move was such a masterstroke that he would have a partner he could call
his own come the next day.
He left the witty ones lost for words.