My Eleven

The man seemed to be startled but curled his lips elegantly, showing a warm smile. He kept his hands at the same time and smiled. "It seems like you still remember your sacrificial victim."

Eleven's face changed and was speechless. Her cold mask seemed to be smashed broken by someone ruthlessly. She wanted to say something but she was lost for words. Mo Ye was severely injured and could not move, but he was still conscious. He could feel the eerie atmosphere between them and instantly had a premonition.

Meng Lianying did not expect that Zero would know Eleven. She was so shocked that her face became pale.

"Zero, you know her? How are you related to her?" Meng Lianying asked astonishingly as she clutched her hands tightly. She instantly felt that she was being used. Why did Zero spend so much money and effort to meet them?

What was his motive?

Zero smiled lightly, but his eyes were looking at Eleven. "You tell them what our relationship is."