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Mo Ye was ecstatic. He immediately grabbed her shoulder and looked into her eyes while solemnly asking, "Is this for real? Is this for real?"

Eleven looked at his ecstatic face and secretly wondered if he was really that happy.

Happiness to the point of openly showing his emotions.

Since she had already agreed, she would not renege on her word and nodded seriously. She also agreed to the statement that he had said: Let's start over. She was indeed willing to give both of them another chance to start from the beginning.

Mo Ye was so excited he hugged her tightly in his embrace. It took a while for him to recover from his excitement. He was so excited to the point his muddled emotions took a while to become somewhat clearer that he straightened out his thoughts.

He slowly said, "Next time, please do not be this quick to take me on should there be any misunderstanding. Please ask me, okay?"

Eleven raised her eyebrows while Mo Ye looked at the gun in the corner and slowly said, "Look at you. If you were indeed in rage, you would have picked up the gun and shot me on impulse. What next then?"

The hatred between the two organizations was so deep-seated that he had to ensure such situations would not repeat. Otherwise, more cracks would develop between them. While it was fine if he died, her killing him out of mistake would leave her with a lifetime of guilt.

Eleven had a eureka moment and looked down. She was thankful she was able to preserve her final shred of feelings. If not, she would have fired outside the entertainment city to kill him, resulting in unthinkable consequences, only to realize it was a misunderstanding after all. That would have been the biggest joke.

She did not want to tell him that even though she had already planned to shoot him outside the entertainment city and could only nod in a stifled manner. Mo Ye was elated and secretly wondered how he could get the most 'benefits' out of her.

Eleven suddenly recalled Ye Wei's child and hatred flashed through her eyes. "Mo Ye, somebody inside the Mafia must have been responsible for it. You must get to the bottom of it, and I will not spare that person!"

So many lives were lost, and she and Ye Wei had to carry a terrible burden. She really could not forgive the person who started it.

Absolutely not!

Mo Ye was extremely aware of her deep-seated burden and nodded solemnly. "I promise that I'll give you an answer. Will that do?"

Eleven, believing him, nodded.

She looked at the watch on his hand, and it was three in the morning. Eleven looked at his hands around her waist and slowly said, "I'm going!"

"Stay here tonight." Mo Ye whispered into her ear, his warmth wafting into her ear. Eleven blushed in embarrassment as her heart throbbed. How could she not understand the extremely obvious underlying statement?

Since she had already rejected him, how could he not understand? She was a little vexed and stared at Mo Ye, who then gently laughed and said, "What are you thinking about? I will not do anything, definitely. If it's something you want me to do, I'm dead tired to the point I can't lift a finger but will do all I can."

He sounded even more pretentious as he spoke, leading to Eleven stepping on his feet. Mo Ye broke into laughter while looking at his beloved woman in satisfaction.

"I am serious. It's really late, and if you leave now, you'll still end up staying in a hotel. How about spending the night here? I won't stop you from going wherever you want tomorrow. That said, I am very willing to see you stay back and accompany me," Mo Ye solemnly said.

Eleven shook her head and slowly said, "I'll not stay here!"

The scores between the Top Terrorist Organization and the Mafia had yet to be settled, and she did not want Chu Li to misunderstand them. Secondly, she wanted to go to Oman to look for Ye Wei. Mo Jue, that idiot, had no idea of priority. If he ended up hurting Ye Wei, she would not forgive him.

"Where are you doing?" Mo Ye asked. Eleven originally did not want to say, but Mo Ye started exercising his 'boyfriend powers'. Eleven paused, somewhat regretting agreeing to him. She only said, "To Oman."

"You have to let Little Jue and Wei Wei settle the problem on their own. Why are you going?" Mo Ye was extremely unwilling to see her go to Oman as Su Man had fired two viral missiles: the virus and the antidote. While the situation in Oman had stabilized, chaos still ensued despite the end of the conflict and there was often bloodshed.

She did not want Eleven to put herself in harm's way.

"No, I am worried about Wei Wei." Eleven insisted. "If Mo Jue hurts Wei Wei again, I will cripple him!"

Mo Ye opened his mouth and seemed to be about to speak up for Mo Jue, but he instead said, "Very well. I, as the elder sibling, will play the disciplinarian and green light you teaching him a lesson however you wish."

Mo Ye, in a bid to win over his wife, quickly and certainly sold his brother out.

Eleven's eyes twitched. 'F***! What kind of elder brother is this?' To think Mo Jue obeyed him to the T! She did not expect herself to play a part in that.

Mo Ye gently laughed, finding it extremely humorous.

"You're really…" She was speechless. Mo Ye raised his eyebrows but did not laugh. He instead recalled something and said, "Wherever you go, please allow me to contact you. I can't be in the dark about where my girlfriend is. It would be a thorough joke."

"…I do not remain contactable," Eleven said.

"That's a no-go."

"Computers?"

"No. You will have to sleep with me before I will talk to you." Mo Ye was also unsatisfied. Eleven raised her eyebrow as he took out a cell phone from his drawer and calmly put in Eleven's hands. "Take it. I want to know where you are at any time."

"I'm lazy enough to not bother recharging it once it runs flat."

"Relax. It's powered by solar power. A new product." Mo Ye smiled with squinting eyes. Eleven was secretly unhappy. It was nowhere near new. Their computers had already been powered by solar energy since a year ago.

This person was really…

Forget it!

Eleven took the cell phone and saw that there was almost nobody on the contacts list. "Only Little Jue knows the number on this cell phone. I'll tell him never to call it. Nobody else save him knows this number."

Eleven nodded. This was indeed Big Boss Mo's preferred phone. It was quite… classy.

It did not match up to her aesthetic expectations at all.

Mo Ye took the phone and saved a series of numbers. "Please tell me wherever you go, okay?"

Eleven started to feel that agreeing to be his girlfriend was not the wisest decision. She knew that she did not have the habit of reporting her whereabouts to somebody unless she was stark mad.

Mo Ye did not bother too. He actually knew that even if she did not call him, he could always call her.

"If you run into them, and it so happens that Ye Wei and Mo Jue have cleared the air, return with Ye Wei, okay?" Mo Ye looked at Eleven and suddenly said.

She was this concerned for Ye Wei, and the two of them were almost conjoined twins, not to mention how Ye Wei would never leave Mo Jue. Would she be able to return with them?