100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

Meng Lianling smiled softly and looked far away at the sea. The calm sea was as calm as her face. She turned her head to look at Ye Wei and said, "You are wrong. It's not that I want to kill her, but that we want to kill her."

The sea breeze ruffled Ye Wei's hair, confusing her vision. Half-hidden and half-revealed, she seemed to see the woman's sinister face. The sea breeze passed by, and her hair was smooth. Her eyes were clear, but she didn't see anything. She was vaguely Her gentle and spiritual face.

Ye Wei looked away and said coldly: "I have no way of knowing what happened in the past, but now, I don't like killing people, whether it's my enemy or my benefactor. If she doesn't offend me, I don't have to kill her."

Meng Lianling smiled and said: "You forgot, if you kill her, you will be the number one killer in the world."

"If she doesn't die, I will also be number one." Ye Wei argued, her voice was calm and sharp, and she clearly pointed out that Meng Lianling's problems were not the problem, "These are not important to me, you are the ones talking about everything. I don't know what the facts are. I will listen to what you and Beauty Mo Jue say for the time being, and I will refute you and represent that I agree with what you said. I will only judge right and wrong based on my own heart."

"You think we will lie to you?"

Ye Wei shook her head, "No, no matter who said it to me, I will listen to it for the time being and just use it as a reference. Even if a hundred of you say the same thing, if I find it untrustworthy, it is in vain. It is not directed at You are all the same, Lian Ling, I hope you can understand the confusion and difficulties faced by a woman with blank memory, so don’t tell me about the past. When I first woke up, I really wanted to know myself Who are they and why are they here? Beauty Mo Jue said that we were husband and wife. I kept asking myself if I should believe him. At that time, I desperately wanted to know what had happened in the past, why I had lost my memory, and who had been in my memory. . But, I don’t want to know now. Instead of listening to you, I’d rather think of it myself.”

Meng Lianling heard another meaning in Ye Wei's words. With a blank memory, she believed no one except herself. This was the best way to protect herself.

Meng Lianling smiled understandingly and couldn't help but ask, "Your brother Xinjue, right?"

"Him? What are you talking about?" Ye Wei asked back, but sneered in her heart. How could she know what she believed in Mo Jue and what she didn't believe in?

"Brother Jue said that you are husband and wife, you believe it." Meng Lianling always maintained the most perfect smile and was very friendly.

"Aren't we?" Ye Wei asked again, looking at her jokingly, but there was no trace of smile in her eyes, just a lingering cold light, cold and hard.

"Of course!" Meng Lianling replied in the affirmative, with a hint of truth and falseness, "I'm just protesting your unfair treatment, but you, Brother Xinjue, don't believe me."

Ye Wei turned her head, her displeasure disappeared, and she smiled faintly, "I believe him, I just feel that he is at least sincere and sincere. If not, why should I take the risk?"

People like them know how to protect themselves best. Even if they lose everything, some very instinctive things still exist and cannot be wiped out. Meng Lianling and Mo Jue are different.

"That makes sense." Meng Lianling smiled and said, "Well, let's not mention the past. If you want to know anything, just ask Brother Jue, lest he scolds me for saying something wrong. But, I have Last question, do you really have no impression of Eleven?"

Ye Wei shook her head and looked at her in disbelief, "What kind of hatred does she have against you? Why do you want to find her so eagerly? Why do you want her life so badly that she dug up your ancestral grave?"

Meng Lianling's smile faltered. Ye Wei always spoke sharply and did not hold back her voice for a moment. She was not afraid that Meng Lianling would really get angry. To her, Meng Lianling was not an acquaintance and she was not responsible for the emotions of outsiders.

"This person is very important to me. I must find her." Meng Lianling said in a deep voice. She had been searching for several years, and she also wanted to use the Mo brothers to kill them, but she could never find an excuse.

The whereabouts of Ye Wei and Eleven became a mystery. She wanted to kill Eleven. Neither Boss Mo nor Mo Jue knew about it. She never let them know about it, so she kept searching secretly. She wanted to find Ye Wei without the help of their brothers. And eleven is very difficult.

She carefully avoided Boss Mo, who had been pursuing their whereabouts, and almost ran around the world without ever being seen. This time, the affairs of the First Terrorist Organization, the Mafia, and Longmen were known to everyone, so she had got the exact news. She wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife, unless she wanted to create the illusion that Ye Wei and Eleven had hurt her, so that Mo Ye or Mo Jue would kill Eleven.

But she could never find an opportunity. Even though she knew that they were in City A and in London, Meng Lianling did not dare to be too high-profile because of the intervention of the Mohist brothers. She could only secretly communicate with Louis and further push Louis to step down. She even leaked the news about Louis several times. It was leaked out and she tried to get Eleven and Ye Wei to hunt down Louis so that she could find an opportunity to do it, but she was never able to do so.

Until this time, the Mo brothers laid a trap and captured Ye Wei. As soon as she heard the news, she rushed to the island, only to find that there was only Ye Wei. Moreover, Mo Jue actually regarded Ye Wei as a treasure and no one could touch her. Ye Wei didn't care, she cared about Eleven's whereabouts. However, Mo Ye told her that Eleven had escaped from the castle and was not in their hands.

She sent someone to secretly investigate Eleven's whereabouts, but all the information she got was useless, and she also disappeared.

Meng Lianling always works step by step and is cautious. She will not easily try anything she is not sure about. This is the only battle she is not sure about. If she does not die at the eleventh day, her inner demon will never be extinguished.

Now the only person who can give her a clue is Ye Wei.

Anyone who has been around for a while has heard about the friendship between Ye Wei and Eleven. Their relationship is said to be the fourth emotion above love, family and friendship. If Eleven is outside, Ye Wei will be controlled by them. Stay, she will always come to save her.

That's why she tried every means to gain Ye Wei's trust, but in fact, Ye Wei was ten times more difficult than she thought.

Ye Wei looked at her changeable face and thought to herself, Meng Lianling really hated Eleven, and she knew it from her expression. She didn't really want to know what grudges there were between them. Instead, she said, "Why don't you Ask the boss of the Mo family to help you check?"

"No!" Meng Lianling vetoed it outright. Because she vetoed it so quickly, she felt like she was a thief. Ye Wei was surprised. This was strange. Meng Lianling also noticed something was wrong in her tone and smiled reluctantly, "If you have no impression of her, forget it. This is my private matter and I don't want Ye to know about it. Can you promise me not to tell Brother Jue?"

Ye Wei spread her hands and said indifferently, "Don't worry, I don't gossip."

Meng Lianling felt relieved, and everything was done in moderation. She was a smart person, so she naturally understood this truth. She smiled and patted Ye Wei on the shoulder, "Let's go hang out on the island over there."

"As the guest does, the host does as he pleases." Ye Wei smiled and passed by.

In the mountain dungeon, Dr. Claire injected a sedative into Eleven who was curled up on one side. She finally slowly calmed down and fell into her own dark world. Her body still remained curled up, like an abandoned little animal. There was a lot of blood on the glass mirror. Mo Ye squatted down, looked at the sleeping Eleven, and asked in a deep voice, "Why did she suddenly become like this?"

Dr. Claire didn't know either. Dink thought about it and said, "Did you suddenly feel stimulated?"

Mo Ye looked down at the rose flower on his chest. This was a tattoo he had on his body when he was very young. No one except Mo Jue, Meng Lianling, and Dink knew that Eleven had just seen this rose flower with an obvious expression. Something's wrong, why?

He couldn't understand, and Dink didn't dare to say anything after seeing his expression. Mo Ye asked Dr. Claire, "How is she?"

"It's just a temporary lack of energy and blood. It's nothing serious." But the toxins in her body have exceeded the limit she can bear. Her body is in severe collapse. No one knows what it will become. I have told Boss Mo that he chooses to ignore it, or perhaps that he doesn't care.

Mo Ye hummed, "Dink, order someone to add a bed here."

Dink was surprised. He and Claire looked at each other and didn't have any objections, so they had no choice but to go out. Doctor Claire also understood the situation and withdrew. He frowned at the two people inside. One was lying down and the other was standing. They seemed to have no intersection. Why did they give him such different feelings?

It seems like...

He shook his head, went up with Dink, and turned off the sound transmitter. The place below was impregnable and the temperature was too cold. It was a place where important prisoners were held, and very few people came down. The only monitor was shattered by Eleven, and only the sound transmitter from above reached the state below.

Mo Ye looked at Eleven coldly. For a moment, he squatted down and turned her over carefully. She had lost a lot of weight. I heard Dr. Claire said that she hardly ate much and her body resistance was poor. He When he touched her forehead, he realized that she had a high fever. He didn't realize it during the fight and entanglement just now. He frowned slightly, looking deeply at this embarrassed face.

Her chin was pointed in a circle, her lips were badly bitten, and there was no flesh on her cheeks. Her cheekbones were almost exposed. She was losing weight and was no longer beautiful. Almost all the tentacles touched were her bones and arms. , shoulders, skinny. Eleven's frame is not thick, but very slender. Such women usually arouse men's protectiveness and pity.

But she didn't. I don't know if she was used to her cold face and her strong and cold personality. Now she was embarrassed and weak, and she seemed to be another person, but she accidentally had a face of eleven.

The impression of her past lingered in his mind, and Mo Ye thought to himself that he was really hard-hearted and had no sympathy for her when he saw her like this, until he saw the tears in her eyes.

Mo Ye thought he was hallucinating and found that Eleven was crying. In his impression, even if the most stubborn man in the world had to cry one day, she would not cry.

He reached out with some hesitation and wiped away the tears. The coldness and wetness on his fingers reminded him that this was real and not an illusion. She really shed tears.

She just called Ye Wei's name one after another, that kind of attachment, longing, asking for help... a tacit understanding that no third person in the world could intervene. Was she crying while calling Ye Wei?

Eleven, do you miss her?

Do you want her to save you?

It's a pity that it's difficult for her to save herself, so how can she save you?

No matter how much you shout, she won't be able to appear, and you can't escape from here, so...

Accept your fate!

Mo Ye couldn't tell what kind of mood he was feeling at that moment. He was a little bit sour, a little regretful, and a little bit hateful. They were intricately intertwined together, like a cat's claws scratching his heart, with a very sharp force. Scratching.

He stood up suddenly and took a few steps back. The atmosphere in the small space was so heavy that he couldn't stand up. He rushed out of the door and no longer looked at Eleven lying on the cold mirror.

Dink quickly prepared a bed and a quilt for Eleven, which would make her feel better in the cold air. Mo Ye left in a hurry, and he could only carry Eleven onto the bed and let her lie down. Dr. Claire ordered several assistants to clean up the glass room. After half an hour, everyone exited the glass room, closed the door, and the dungeon returned to calm.

In the research room, Mo Ye was waiting for Claire to come up. He had already read through the latest research reports, including Eleven's report and Meng Lianling's physical report. He had scanned both of them. Everyone was waiting for him to do it. choice.

Mo Ye frowned and said to Claire, "I don't care what method you use, you must research the antidote while ensuring her life."

Dink was shocked.

Dr. Claire asked seriously, "Young Master, do you mean to continue to increase the weight?"

Mo Ye didn't respond and acquiesced!

Claire sighed, "Doing this will indeed increase the probability of successfully refining the antidote, but I don't guarantee whether she can survive it. Young Master, are you sure it doesn't matter?"

Claire's direct words seemed to offend Mo Ye, who glanced at him dangerously, "If there is really no way to save her life, I have to come up with the antidote. If she dies and there is no antidote, just give it to her." Buried with him!"

Mo Ye walked away with a puff of his sleeves, and Dink followed him out cautiously. The sunshine was warm, and the gloomy atmosphere in the dungeon had dissipated a lot, making him feel warm and comfortable. Dink thought, how many days has it been since that woman was embraced by the sun?

It's been a long time...

Boss Mo got into the car, followed by Dink. The driver drove away from the mountain and returned to the beach villa. On the way, Mo Ye kept looking out the window. He didn't know what he was thinking. His face was terrifyingly gloomy. There was a heavy atmosphere in the car. Dink Finally he realized what it means to be with a king like a tiger. This feeling was not an ordinary bad feeling. He originally wanted to say something for Eleven, but in such an atmosphere, he couldn't say anything.

What does Boss Mo have to be unhappy about? The decision was made by himself, and he made his own choice. No one forced him.

"Dink, do you think she will die?" Mo Ye asked, his face still facing the window, not looking at him, and his tone was as cold and without warmth as ever.

Dink was stunned, "I don't know. Doctor Claire said that the probability of her dying is very high. Boss Mo, if you ask me, why don't you listen to what Doctor Claire said."

Mo Ye was silent and speechless.

Dink couldn't see his expression, but he could tell that he was in a very bad mood at the moment. He couldn't help but ask, "Boss Mo, have you ever thought about it? Miss Lian Ling's poison has been accumulated for more than ten years." Otherwise, there might not be an antidote at all, and Miss Eleven's life would be wasted."

"Shut up!" Mo Ye shouted coldly, "Lian Ling will be fine!"

She... won't die!

Mo Ye's mind was a little confused and he closed his eyes to rest. As the car went down the mountain and onto the highway, he said, "Do you think she knew me before?"

"I think she's familiar, but I don't remember where I've seen her before."

Mo Ye suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Dink steadily, "Are you serious?"

"Boss, it's just intuition. You have never believed in intuition, but now you want to believe it?"

Mo Ye was speechless, and Dink stopped talking. He pieced together all the memories of the past few years in his mind, but he couldn't remember why she gave him a familiar feeling.

Mo Ye once again thought of the look in Eleven's eyes just now. Many emotions flashed through him at that moment, including panic, shock, confusion, and resentment...it seemed like he would collapse in front of him at any time.

What made her look like this?

She looked down at the rose flower on her chest again. Does this flower have any special meaning to her? After she saw it, the next person she shouted was Weiwei, hum, Ye Wei. Maybe it stimulated her to miss Ye Wei, right?

Boss Mo disagreed, and Dink silently looked at the colorful expressions on his face, secretly saying it was a wonder. He had followed him for so many years, and he had never seen his emotions fluctuate so much, especially in such a short period of time.

It seems that they are not as indifferent to each other as he showed, but the weight of that woman in his heart is not as important as that of Meng Lianling, or maybe...

Dink smiled bitterly, hoping it wasn't what he thought.

Mo Ye waved his hand irritably and ordered, "Forget it, this matter has been decided. There is no need to mention it again. Also, Lian Ling is not allowed to know about this matter."

"Why?" He had always wondered why Mo Ye didn't let Meng Lianling know that Eleven was in the dungeon.

"I'm not sure yet if there's an antidote. Her mood swings shouldn't be too high, otherwise it will speed up the onset of the toxin. It's better not to tell her, lest she get hope but be disappointed again." Mo Ye said solemnly.

Dink's smile was a bit cold, "Boss, you are so thoughtful. Miss Lian Ling is so happy."