章 371: To Riyadh

Once the young kid knew that the designer of the 1934 virus was Su Man's grandfather, he immediately contacted Su Man. Ye Wei, who was aside, was feeling extremely conflicted and immensely angry. She stared at the young kid with a simmering hatred as her slender fingers were about to strangle the young kid like a female ghost.

As Eleven naturally knew the reason, she calmly smiled.

Mo Jue pouted his lips as he looked at his wife and weakly commented. "Wifey, you are extremely terrifying!"

Everybody nodded in unison. It was extremely terrifying. Third Young Master Ye was even afraid that his own sister would gobble up his own child. Her expression, which sent shivers down everybody else, was properly terrifying.

Bai Ye touched his nose. Nobody save Eleven knew why.

As the young kid waited for Su Man to pick up the phone, he raised his eyebrows at his auntie. "Auntie, what are you doing?"