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Chapter 464 - Somebody Really Wants to Get Kinky (1/2)

He had fulfilled his own promise in the past few years and utterly pampered her. As long as Meng Lianling wanted something, he would definitely fulfill her wish. Despite the years pa.s.sed, all the details remained fresh in his mind and he could not forget about them. Whenever he recalled them, his cold heart became gentle.

The two of them hugged and talked throughout the night, but she did not caress him the way she tenderly medicated him and would occasionally hit him instead. It was perhaps because he was young, but he felt that being hit was a very nice thing.

Although he was devoid of sight, he could somehow hear the sound of boiling water and smell the fragrance of fish soup and feel her labor as her frail back faced him. Mo Ye was no kind person.

She said that she merely saved him and nursed him out of convenience back then because she happened to be waiting for somebody. Likewise, he did not beg her to hang around and take care of him. If it had been somebody else, she would not have treated said person in the same way.

There were many ways to repay grat.i.tude, and he could have chosen any other way and did not need to willingly commit himself to her. Times had changed and what he did was no longer in fas.h.i.+on. He did not expect himself to fall in love with a woman in ten days and willingly put her on a pedestal.

Meng Lianling looked at his face as he reminisced and felt a flux of emotions in her heart. How many times had he recalled what happened before her? She had lost count of it. She clenched her tender fists and endured the fear that surged in her heart. She smiled and said, “I actually like the big boss you made yourself to be back then.”

Mo Ye gently smiled and looked at her dotingly. “You still remember that?”

“Definitely.”

“You rarely bring up the past. I thought you had forgotten them.”

“How could I? Some of these things are deep in my memory, and me not mentioning them does not imply that I have forgotten them.” Meng Lianling smiled. She instead turned to urge him, “You did not sleep the whole night. Go get some rest.”

Mo Ye nodded. He was indeed up the whole night thinking about Eleven, about her cold, stubborn, hatred-laced gaze that left him feeling extremely uneasy. He felt uneasy and could not sleep.

What was laughable was how he, who was extremely certain about exploiting her in exchange for Meng Lianling’s life, had hesitated last night.

Although the outcome was no different, it was not like him to be uncertain and indecisive. He knew well that he was slightly swayed. If the toxins in Meng Lianling weren’t extremely potent and without an antidote, he did not want to… take the risk.

When he thought about it, Eleven and Meng Lianling were vastly different to him in terms of significance. There was nothing inappropriate in choosing to sacrifice Eleven in exchange to preserve his woman.

As Ye Wei gave Mo Jue a round-trip about the island, Mo Jue felt like strangling her and ordering her to go home. Ye Wei was rebellious and rode toward the beach instead.

She did not ride as aggressively on the beach. When Mo Jue tried to be funny, Ye Wei headed for the uneven parts of the beach which shook him into discomfort. She only stopped after she had her fill of havoc.

To be more accurate, she fell off the bike as Gorgeous Mo Jue planted his feet on the ground when the motorbike was slightly slower and lifted the bike with his hands. Ye Wei responded fast enough and jumped off the bike, only to land on the sand and climb up after a roll. While she was not hurt, the poor chopper lay on the ground.

Ye Wei laughed exaggeratedly. “Wow, you can’t be bearing a grudge so deep that you would take your wife out!”

“You dare say that!?” Mo Jue was so angry he was about to leap over to grab her, but Ye Wei deftly avoided him and laughed charmingly. Mo Jue flapped his hands in frustration as he could not do anything but sulk.

How embarra.s.sing!

Most of the elites of the Mafia were on the island, and they would have looked at him as though he was some freak.

“Come on, let’s head home!” He flared up.

As Ye Wei was no obedient thing, she instead leaped onto the rock and sat down. “Mo Jue, are you just going to brood at home? You should come out often and enjoy the sun! Chances are you do not know whether the sun rises from the east or west.”

Mo Jue coldly harrumphed and sat down next to her as she insisted.

Ye Wei sure knew how to choose places. This beach, a private stretch of water which he and Mo Ye had carved out, was extremely quiet because the islanders did not have the gall to come over. Apart from Big Boss Mo accompanying Meng Lianling, who loved to swim, almost n.o.body else came here.

The place, and even the beach, was extremely quiet.

There were only two lounging umbrellas.

“Mo Jue, tell me something you have not told me before.” Ye Wei scooted closer to him and smiled as she jabbed his shoulders.

He turned his head and saw her beautiful smile. His look softened. “I have nothing else to add.”

“Am I not your wife? Apart from your name, your elder brother, and your t.i.tle as the G.o.dfather of the Mafia, I know nuts. That doesn’t make sense, so tell me something else, okay?” Ye Wei goaded him on as she knew too little about him.

“Apart from what I have told you, I have nothing else to say.”

‘F***!!’

“Oh, yes, I do. Apart from what you know, I could tell you my exploits in murder and arson.”

“…F***!” Ye Wei swore again and she looked at him as though he were some freak. “Gorgeous Mo Jue, you are such a violent and pitiful thing to only have killed in your life.”

Mo Jue coldly harrumphed.

Ye Wei kept her smile and said, “What else can I say to you? I’m not too different because killing has taken up a substantial part of my life.”

“What a perfect match!”

“What?”

“That is why I say we are a perfect match!”

“Perfect my a.s.s!” Ye Wei hit his head and smiled. “Couples who complement each other are perfect couples. You call this a perfect match? What kind of warped reasoning is this? Aren’t you afraid that our fights will wreck utter havoc?”

“You can’t beat me.” Mo Jue plainly stated the truth.

“Men who hit women are cowards.” Ye Wei’s lips twitched.

“Wei Wei, if you hit me, n.o.body will treat you like a woman.” Mo Jue wanted to smile. If any woman were as bada.s.s as Ye Wei, anybody who had the slightest feelings for her was asking for a Darwin Award nomination.

Ye Wei scratched her head. “Am I that aggressive? Let’s find out.”

“I’m not free!”

“Why are you sitting down?”

“…”

“If you have nothing to tell me, mind telling me how we knew each other?” Ye Wei raised her eyebrows. She suddenly wanted to hear about what happened between them. Mo Jue looked at her in surprise. This woman was out of the norm today. Did she miss her medicines?

She typically went with the flow and did not seem bothered or asked about anything.

“Come on, tell me something.”

“Why are you asking about this?”

“Why can’t I?” Ye Wei retorted.

Mo Jue pondered for a moment and said, “No discord, no concord.”

Ye Wei looked up at the sky. The reason given was an ancient and campy reason for knowing one another. Mo Jue described how they met each other for the first time. What happened was such, albeit the change in setting. As Mo Jue had a b.u.mp for no apparent reason, he lost sight of the world for a moment. He refused to admit that he had been such an idiot.

“And then?”

Mo Jue pondered and reasonably changed the setting whilst telling their story again but much more abridged. Ye Wei looked at Mo Jue curiously as she propped her chin up. She suddenly ripped his s.h.i.+rt and saw his well-chiseled chest.

There was a bullet wound, albeit faded, on Mo Jue’s chest. Mo Jue looked at Ye Wei coldly but she laughed dryly. “Don’t be mistaken. Verifying facts is an absolute priority.”

Mo Jue coldly harrumphed again. Ye Wei realized that he loved to harrumph at her for no rhyme or reason.

She pulled up Mo Jue’s s.h.i.+rt in embarra.s.sment as he stared at her. “I did not say anything, so what was your explanation for?” He could not help but mock her.