100 Million Yuan Wife - chapter-749
Meng Lianying was calling. Mo Ye looked at Eleven. The final battle was
just tomorrow, so why did she call tonight?
“Pick it up!” Eleven said.
Mo Ye nodded. For all they knew, he might be able to fish some
information from Meng Lianying. He hinted to Eleven not to speak and then
picked up the call. When he picked up, Meng Lianying’s panicked voice
came over the phone. “Ye, I want to see you now.”
Her voice sounded worried and saddening…
“Speak your mind. I will not meet you,” Mo Ye coldly replied while
looking at Eleven, who was resting against the pillow next to him. Mo Ye
turned on the speaker for Eleven to hear. Eleven was taken aback and
shook her head. She trusted Mo Ye. Whether she was listening in or not
made no difference.
“Ye, if you want to stay alive, you must come out to meet me,” Meng
Lianying said urgently. “If you don’t want to die tomorrow, just come
out now. I want to meet you.”
“Whether I meet you or not does not matter. Say whatever you have to
say now, or keep your peace. Your reminders are unnecessary.” Mo Ye
sounded even colder. “If you are not talking, I will end the call.”
“No!” Meng Lianying suddenly screamed to stop him. She seemed to be
out of solutions and could only say, “Ye, even if you hate me and bear
a grudge against me, you should know that I will not harm you.
She was cut off before she could finish talking. The beeping sound coming
from the other end meant that someone had forcibly ended her call. Mo Ye
and Eleven looked at each other and knew well what happened.
It was Kahn.
It must have been Kahn. He was the only person who could pull that off.
What was Meng Lianying trying to tell them? Just what did Kahn have up
his sleeve? Mo Ye felt his heart wrench with some unease. Considering
they were scheming against each other, it would eventually boil down to
who would outscheme the other.
Tomorrow would tell whether it was Kahn who outschemed them or otherwise.
“Do you think Kahn has any tricks up his sleeve?” Eleven solemnly
asked. She seemed much paler compared to before, almost sickeningly so.
“What do you think?”
“Given his character, I am sure he will pull a thing or two off. I am
worried about the danger,” Eleven said. He might have looked up the
terrain the castle was on, but Chu Li and company had run through
Kahn’s possible courses of action countless times and planned for all
of them. Despite knowing they should not panic, Kahn was indeed extremely
scheming. However, he should not be as scheming as their entire crew.
“You’re not in a good shape, so stay out of this. I’ll remain at
home and protect you,” Mo Ye said.
“How could you remain at home? We are already short on numbers, and we
would be one man less if you decide to remain. That will not do…”
“Eleven, this is settled, so do not think too much about it. Whatever
you say, I will not leave you tomorrow.” Mo Ye insisted. “If I do not
personally protect you, I will not be at peace. Even if I do go, I
can’t do anything.”
Eleven was lost for words.
The morning sun cast a gentle light upon Riyadh. With clear skies for
miles, all seemed so good.
“Master, we have confirmed that they have left for the castle.” The
scout showed him the recorded footage. In the footage, Kahn saw Su Ruyu
and Mo Shitian lead a group of them and leave via car.
Neither Eleven nor Mo Ye was amongst them. Mo Ye, who was carrying a lame
Ye Wei, along with Chu Li, Black J, and Jason left proudly and
impressively. There were also some experts he did not recognize but could
not afford to overlook.
He gradually broke into a smile. Meng Lianling, who was beside him, had a
slightly puffy face as though she had been slapped extremely hard. Her
youthful and lively face seemed a tad sorrowful.
Kahn lifted her chin teasingly. “What’s up? Isn’t this the very
ending you’ve anticipated? Don’t you hate Mo Ye and Eleven? Why
aren’t you happy at all? Who would have known that you were even
thinking of informing them?”
His voice had a chilling coldness that sent shivers up Meng Lianying’s
back. It seemed that the slightest misstep on her part would lead him to
put a bullet into her head. She was indeed afraid of Kahn.
It was even more so after Ye Wei blinded Kahn in an eye. She realized how
terrifying this man was. In his quest to vent his anger, he had no qualms
hurting his own and treating life as though it were worthless.
She used to think of how Kahn liked her and loved her and hence indulged
her. She later discovered how twisted, vicious, and evil he was.
Witnessing his terrifying methods, she started to fear him.
The fear of him forcefully ending the call last night reappeared in her
Meng Lianying forcefully suppressed her emotions and said, “I hate
Eleven but not Mo Ye. Zero, please do not do this. Just spare Mo Ye,
“Spare?! Haha, you know well how I want to get my hands on Eleven, so
how do you expect me to spare him?” Zero flung his hands and sent Meng
Lianying flying out. The scouts next to him asked him for further
“As per planned.” Kahn coldly smiled.
“Roger that!” The few acknowledged and backed out. Kahn approached
Meng Lianying and gently lifted her head up. “Yingying, if only you
were that bit smarter, I could spare your life. It’s kind of a waste to
die for a man, no?”
“What do you want me to do?”
“Don’t allow these skills of yours to go to waste. You’d better not
sit by the sidelines when I need you.” Kahn gently smiled. “Let’s
see how you fare. For all you know, I might just grant you your wish.”
He was blind in one eye, and said blind eye was surrounded by a
terrifying wound. His handsome look was made even more terrifying by that
eye patch, disrupting the congruence of his face. His handsome face
should not have such defects.
“Are you serious?” Meng Lianying’s eyes lit up. “Will you really
spare Mo Ye? Zero, I promise you that I will do anything, but you have to
promise me that you will spare him.”
“That will depend on how you perform.” Kahn cajoled her.
When Su Ruyu and company reached the castle midway up the mountain, Kahn
was already waiting outside the castle with arms behind him as though he
were looking down on the world.