Chapter 467 - Untitled

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

“Lianling… Lian…” Eleven’s lips trembled and she seemed lucid or even more insane. While she wanted to smile, she would not break into a smile. Even her hands that grabbed Mo Ye became stiff.

Her angry and distorted face became stunned and aghast, and her gaze turned complicated.

“Brother, to think that you did this because of the poison in Meng Lianling…” Mo Jue was extremely shocked and beyond belief. He suddenly recalled Eleven’s special constitution. That explained why his brother often asked him about Eleven so that he did not have to ask Ye Wei and leave traces in the process.

So he took notice of her special constitution.

This was, to a woman, a tad too cruel.

“Meng Lianling… Meng Lianling…” Eleven murmured to herself as she slowly looked up at him. Eleven seemed to have tears in her eyes. She suddenly tightened her grip on him. “You and Meng Lianling… Hehehe…”

What a chilling laughter. It was not cold laughter or mocking. It was a hollow laughter that sent Mo Jue frowning as he found her extremely weird.

Nobody, even Mo Ye and Mo Jue, could tell what was on her mind. Mo Ye felt her hand stiffen and looked down at her hand. He was extremely shocked at how skinny she had become, to the point her hand almost resembled a skeleton. It was merely skin that covered her bones. He could not think too much and held her shoulders whilst asking her, “What’s the meaning behind what you said earlier?”

He could only think of such a response.

Eleven did not seem to hear it, and Mo Ye shook her hard without regard for her one too many injuries. Eleven was in a daze and asked, “Is she that important to you?”

Mo Jue, as though he could not bear Mo Ye to say something unkind, or in defense of his brother, said, “Eleven, please do not blame my brother for this. Lianling saved my brother once and we owe her a life.”

“Saved?!” Eleven suddenly trembled as though she was suffering from a heart attack. When the Mo brothers thought she would faint and die, she stood stubbornly as though she was fine. Her eyes had a missing mockery and she seemed terrifying.

A moment later, she asked in a daze, “Who else is she, apart from your lover, to you?”

Her gaze made him utterly flustered and irritated. As he showed his irritation, he forgot the numbing pain in the bottom of his heart. “My fiancée!” He roared.

“Fiancée… Haha…” Eleven broke into a bone-chilling smile as she looked into Mo Ye’s eyes as though she never knew him. Her laughter was hollow, yet insane.

It was as though she expended the laughter quotient the heavens owed her. Tears trickled down the corners of her eyes. Mo Ye’s heart ached, and he did not understand why.

He clearly knew that he did not like her smile at all. He would rather she looked at him coldly and full of hatred instead of this… hollow yet mad laughter.

Didn’t she know that her laughter would make even the most hardened man feel… his own cruelty?

“Stop laughing!” Mo Ye suddenly roared. Eleven still smiled, and she probably did not know why she was laughing. She just wanted to laugh and she looked at Mo Ye as though he was a fool.

Mo Ye was angry and he wanted to push her away. He, however, saw the injuries on her arms and stopped. “You will not laugh anymore. Do you hear me?” He roared.

“You’re… a joke!” Eleven laughed as she grabbed his arm even more tightly to the point her fingertips dug into his flesh.

“Answer me, damn it! What did you mean when you said that earlier?” Mo Ye kept asking as he pinched Eleven’s chin and looked at her maliciously. “You will tell me everything clearly and stop laughing!”

It was only when he looked at her directly did he realize that her face had lost its luster and was wilting bit by bit. Was this still her? How did she become like this? What did those toxins do to her?

Why was she so afraid?

He suddenly lost courage and was in fear. Would she die? Why could he sense the anger in her eyes? Why could he sense that her life was slowly ebbing away through his fingertips and could never be regained?

His fingers that pinched her chin lost their temperature and were as cold as the air underground.

“So I still have some value, huh… To save that woman of yours…” Eleven laughed emptily as she shook her head and released her grip on Mo Ye’s hands. Mo Ye suddenly panicked and felt that he could no longer have a hold on her. “You are not only an utter ingrate, but you are also utterly blind and utterly heartless. Mo Ye, you… will eventually learn what wishing you were dead feels like.”

“How did I let you down? Ungrateful? Heartless? Blinded? Tell me how I was ungrateful, heartless, and blind!” Mo Ye coldly smiled as he gripped her shoulders even more tightly. “Tell me!”

She had to clearly explain why she pinned so many accusations on him.

Mo Jue suddenly had a weird feeling that the two of them… seemed to have an entanglement that could not be clarified. Eleven hated him, but why? His brother had no dealings with her and did not know her. If that was the case, why did she sound as though his brother had disappointed her?

And…

He looked at Mo Ye and secretly panicked. While Mo Ye might not have realized it, he looked at Eleven so… differently. He never saw Mo Ye spiral out of control this much.

Even when the toxins in Meng Lianling acted up for the first time and she was near-death, he was never this flustered and angry.

While he felt weird, he could not quite put a finger on it.

Eleven chuckled amidst the pain and mocked. “Go guess and recall it. Mo Ye, I want you to recall it… I want you to experience that feeling.”

If she was not saying, why did she have to say it? Or rather, how? Would he suddenly change his attitude and she would suffer a bit less? Would he be thankful for her grace and beg for her forgiveness? She did not want all that.

Why was she so calm despite pinning so much blame on him? Why?

She had experienced much more pain and desperation, so what else could daunt her? She had made peace with herself, and the more she cried today, the guiltier he would feel. All that would catch up with him in due time would be even worse.

Since he had hurt her as though it was for granted, why did she have to clarify everything?

She wanted Mo Ye to recall what happened and not think about what befell her before. She wanted him to recall how he was such an ingrate. If he could, she would repay him tenfold, perhaps a hundredfold, of what he did to her. If he could not, she had no qualms about it…

She could not be bothered about him!

She could let him do all he could for his ‘fiancée’. It had nothing to do with her, nothing to do with her at all…

She hated Mo Ye.

She did not understand why she had to hate him. She knew that he was so vicious and cruel, but she only understood why today and was at a loss as to whether to cry or laugh. For his woman… Meng Lianling… Hahaha! That was such an utter joke!

It was the biggest joke under the sun.

She clearly understood why she hated him.

“Tell me, damn it!” Mo Ye raged. “Eleven, please don’t force me to guess, okay? Tell me.”

“F*** off!” Eleven suddenly pushed him away and became insane again. “Get the f*** out! Get the f*** out of my damn sight and don’t ever appear before me again!!”

Mo Ye’s face became steely as he stared at her. “If you are not going to tell me, don’t expect me to just leave.”

“You fool…” Eleven gently laughed.

“Brother, let’s get out of here first.” Mo Jue could bear it no longer and tried to pull Mo Ye away. Mo Ye slung him away viciously as he did not want to leave. He did not know why he was so insistent on hearing Eleven explain. He should not have been this obstinate about getting an explanation from her.

But he somewhat knew that he had forgotten something important.

“If you are not saying anything, Ye Wei dies.” Mo Ye was forced to bring his trump card into play as he coolly replied. “Ye Wei is on the island, and do you want to know how she is doing? Don’t force me to kill her before your damn eyes.”

Mo Jue clenched his fists whereas Eleven looked at him, stunned. “Threatening to kill is unnecessary. Unless… you can do without Mo Jue, go ahead and kill her.”

She called Mo Ye out on his bluff, leaving Mo Ye shocked.

Eleven looked at him coldly. “F*** off!”

She could no longer stand being in the same space as him. This was the second time she showed him the door. Mo Ye grabbed her shoulders maliciously and said, “I will never regret what I did. Just wait and see, and don’t die.”

Eleven shook her head. “Relax. I will live well just to personally see you… irreversibly perish!”

She paused and sounded a tad tougher. “Mo Ye, you will beg for my mercy someday. I’ll wait for that day!”

“Impossible!” Mo Ye pushed her away viciously in a huff. Eleven’s body could not stand up to his hard shove and backed away. She knocked into the glass wall and then fell back onto the floor.

She was tired, physically and mentally, and decided to lie on the glass floor alone. She heard their leaving footsteps and the door then closed.

Nobody could stand being confined in that enclosed space alone. She, thankfully, had endured such repression and loneliness in her youth. These ten-over days of solitary confinement were not unbearable.

The hardest to bear was the toxins that raced inside her.

The toxins in Eleven’s body acted up again and she curled her body, trembling. The pain this time was not as unbearable as before. She laughed dazedly…

Meng Lianling…

‘Hehe… Mo Ye, you are a damn fool.’