100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

Chapter 761: Untitled

As Mo Jue and Ye were discussing marriage, Mo Ye and Eleven were also discussing marriage. Rong Yan's pregnancy had indeed triggered Mo Ye much.

Chu Li and Rong Yan finally had their happy ending, and Mo Jue and Ye Wei were certainly together. Big Boss Mo suddenly realized that Mo Jue would become a father before him if Ye Wei became pregnant. This was a very serious problem.

How could the younger brother get ahead of the elder brother in life? He had to protest.

The best way to protest was to knock up one's own woman, but… he could not do her. Mo Ye felt extremely conflicted…

Mo Ye stared at Eleven, and the latter broke into a rare smile at the serious topic. While Eleven was smiling, she was the only person privy to the pain in her heart. It was inadvisable for her to get pregnant even if her body were clear of the virus, lest the child be born with deformities. Besides, she would have a difficult time getting pregnant. It was afraid that Mo Ye had nary an idea…

Or to put it differently, he overlooked it despite knowing it.

"Let's go out for a stroll!"

"Now?" Eleven raised her wrist and saw the time. While it was not particularly late, they had spent several days in the Su mansion. She could not quite catch up when he suggested they head out.

"Uh, yes. We've yet to enjoy Riyadh at night together."

"Aren't you tired?"

"Nope. Yourself?"

"Me neither! Let's go!" Eleven held his hand and they went downstairs together. They had never enjoyed Riyadh at night together, and they also had very little time with each other as there were too many things that came between them.

Since everybody, save Dana and a few others, slept surprisingly early, and the rest had returned to their rooms, the two of them went to the garage to pick up their vehicle. Mo Ye wanted to drive a sports car as it looked flashier, but Eleven preferred a chopper.

She and Ye Wei had similar likings. She took a liking to speeding down the roads in such choppers because it felt much better and looked cool.

Mo Ye, going with his beau's wishes, decided on the chopper too, considering they could stop wherever they wished.

"I'll ride it!" Eleven wanted to ride it as she had not ridden a chopper for a very long time.

"Please spare me some face, will you? Wouldn't I look like I'm freeloading off you if you're sitting in front of me?" Mo Ye looked at Eleven seriously.

Eleven was lost for words.

"Nobody will see us in the dead of night."

"You'll ride it on the return trip then." Mo Ye thought about it and smiled.

Eleven nodded.

…

The two of them stopped the chopper by the roadside and walked down the street while holding hands. As Riyadh's daytime temperature was too high and unbearable, people chose to stroll the streets at night, which explained the crowds.

Crystal lights, emanating a gentle light, adorned the square, turning it into a calm haven that contrasted against the nearby high-rise buildings. There was a huge musical fountain in the middle of the square whose elegant music complemented the romantic atmosphere. Many who were taking a break from shopping sat in the square and admiring the musical fountain made for a wonderful ambiance.

Mo Ye held Eleven's hands and sat down before watching the musical fountain. Eleven was thirsty and Mo Ye had her wait for a moment as he ran to the vending machine and bought two bottles of drinks. When he suddenly saw a shop selling ice cream with many couples queuing up to get ice cream, he gave it some thought and went up to the queue.

A hunk like him stood out amongst the queue. His stunning looks and perfect figure stirred the hearts of the young girls who looked in his direction.

For a few seconds, Mo Ye wanted to leave and gave it some thought. Since the queue for ice cream mainly consisted of young lovers or young girls, he felt a tad embarrassed.

He hesitated for a moment, but it was almost his turn, so he decided against leaving the queue. He was actually worried about something else: the embarrassment from people recognizing him. Thankfully, he was not in Italy.

He could not afford the embarrassment!

The godfather of the Mafia shopping for ice cream at a roadside stall? Which godfather would do something this silly? He certainly was, though.

Mo Ye, after much effort, bought two ice creams and left. After he left, some girls screamed in shock, praising his looks. Such good-looking people were, after all, a rare catch.

Eleven, who was about to ask him why he took so long to buy a drink, saw him return with ice cream in his hands. She was slightly taken aback at the strawberry-flavored ice cream. Mo Ye, seeing her taken aback, asked her, "You don't like it?"

"No, I really like strawberry." As Eleven rarely ate ice cream, she was slightly taken aback and could not help but laugh. "You queued for it?"

"I saw it when I was walking over. You shall not laugh!" Mo Ye sounded mean.

Eleven smiled and took a bite of the ice cream. The ice cream tasted good, and she suddenly remembered she should not be eating anything too cold. Since she was eating it once a while, she should be fine.

"Is it nice?"

Eleven nodded. "I want some too," Mo Ye said.

"Don't you have one in your hand too?"

"I'll eat yours."

Eleven laughed and brought the ice cream to Mo Ye's mouth. As they laughed and had fun, they ate the two ice creams. Mo Ye had never felt this fulfilled and happy before.

"Eleven, when we get married in the future, where would you like to stay?" Mo Ye suddenly asked. He did not know which city Eleven liked. If she did not like Italy, they could settle down somewhere else.

"Wei Wei likes Rome," Eleven said.

"I'm asking you, not her." Mo Ye pouted. Why did Ye Wei always enter the conversation? He was a little salty. He should have nothing to do with what Ye Wei liked. That was Mo Jue's business.

"I like wherever Wei Wei likes. I want to stay with Wei Wei in the future," Eleven seriously said. She was used to living with Ye Wei, and they were literally inseparable from each other.

Some habits are very hard to change in an instant.

Mo Ye's face blackened…