Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

She stretched out her slender, fair fingers and gently touched Bai Shimo's face.

"So beautiful," the little girl thought, pursing her lips.

She shouldn't be this beautiful.

She was someone like her, but with a more pale face.

Her smile wasn't as radiant as it seemed, but at night, on the bridge at night—

"It's my birthday today, could you pick one, just one? That's my birthday wish."

"You only have three birthday wishes: one for academic improvement, one for smashing pedestrians while looking at the scenery on the bridge, and the third for me to take off my mask? Don't you think that's a bit of a waste?"

"It's not a waste! Because I want to see it."

The speaker's face was shrouded in a fog; no matter how hard she tried to clear it, the fog would dissipate and then gather again.

The mist was malevolent, even attempting to create a different appearance on that person's face—

Yu Mengmeng withdrew her hand, suddenly clutched her chest, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

She moved silently, like a helpless little animal, slowly slipping from under the covers to the floor beside the bed. Afraid of waking Bai Shimo, she even held back her breathing, pressing it as low as possible, desperately trying to endure the pain in her heart until it subsided on its own.

Aside from playing video games, there are many other aspects of the world that make her feel out of place and conflicted.

Her memory was completely blank, which left her feeling lost and confused.

The fleeting glimpses of life that occasionally flash through her blank memories mostly make her feel uncomfortable.

Although Shi Mo treated her very well, she was still very scared and dared not tell the truth. Even when Shi Mo asked her with concern if she remembered anything, she would shake her head and pretend not to know.

Even though it was all very vague, she remembered that she seemed to have family.

This is not where my family is.

She didn't want to go back.

But she also knew that she couldn't stay in this room forever.

She curled up even smaller, her soft little feet intertwined tightly, her hands hugging herself as if trying to give herself some warmth.

Where is cuteness needed?

Or is Mengmeng someone who doesn't need anyone anywhere?

She hugged herself and lay on the floor, gradually falling asleep as the pain in her chest subsided. In her sleep, she softly uttered words hidden in her subconscious.

"...Hey, Bai Weiran..."

"...Bai Weiran, why didn't you come? Mengmeng is all better now, when are you going to come see Mengmeng..."

"...I feel so sad being all alone...When are you coming to pick up Mengmeng...?"

Bai Shimo propped her chin on her hand on the bed, looking at the sleeping Yu Mengmeng, pouting with a conflicted expression.

I woke up in the middle of the night and found that Yu Mengmeng was missing. I peeked at the bedside and found her sleeping on the floor.

Yu Mengmeng's sleeping posture is terrible. She often falls to the floor while sleeping, and every time she has to be secretly pulled back to bed, otherwise she would have caught a cold long ago.

Who would have thought there would be such a big surprise in this dream talk?

Are there really so many people in this world with the same name and surname, who also happen to look somewhat like me, called "Bai Weiran"?

Bai Shimo sighed, pulled the little girl back onto the bed, and lay down beside her to watch her angelic sleeping face.

She complained in a low voice, "Brother, you're always worried I'll commit a crime, but this time you're the one crying 'stop thief!' You're the one who seduced that little girl and made her fall in love with you. That's the real crime, isn't it?!"

But how did her brother, a game designer, get involved with a little girl who escaped from an illegal laboratory?

Bai Shimo thought about it all night but couldn't come up with an answer.

Chapter Nineteen: Passing By

As soon as they stepped out of the meeting room, Guoguo nudged Bai Weiran with her elbow.

"...?"

"Why have you been so distracted all day?" she asked in a low voice, looking at him suspiciously.

Upon hearing this, Bai Weiran straightened his back somewhat awkwardly.

"...No, I just didn't sleep well last night."

"I told you not to put too much pressure on yourself. If things get really bad, we can just jump ship together and go somewhere else. As long as we're alive, we'll always have something to eat." Guoguo clicked her tongue twice as she said this.

"Today's combination is like a trap. I never expected Sheng Nan to be this kind of person. I used to think she was a nice guy."

Guoguo's words made Bai Weiran smile.

They were just having their monthly meeting, but it wasn't a large, routine one. It was a high-level meeting for executives, and the producers all attended. Producers usually bring their project's second-in-command, Ce. Since Bai Weiran became the producer, the reliable Guoguo naturally rose in rank and became the project's second-in-command.

Dong Zhengyuan used to give Bai Weiran a lot of work, but he never brought Bai Weiran to such high-level monthly meetings. He always brought Luo Qi or Erwu instead.

These high-level monthly meetings provide access to firsthand information from within the company.

The reason Guoguo called today's banquet a trap was that Shengnan brought Bai Weiran's former boss, Dong Zhengyuan, to the monthly meeting.

No matter how much Dong Zhengyuan messed things up, he had led this R&D project for many years and knew it very well. At the monthly meeting, he presented a stack of reports and delivered a passionate speech, concluding that the market trend had passed and the R&D project should no longer be pursued; the company should start afresh.

That was truly a decisive move, a fatal blow.

Now that Dong Zhengyuan has lost his title as project producer, he wants to get rid of Bai Weiran's project.

A producer without projects is no better than a general without troops.

Throughout the monthly meeting, Dong Zhengyuan delivered a passionate speech, while producer Sheng Nan stood by and watched from the sidelines. She even occasionally gave Bai Weiran and Guoguo a helpless look, implying that Dong Zhengyuan was going his own way and that she couldn't stop him.

Such lies may fool others, but they cannot fool Bai Weiran and Guoguo, who have been poisoned by Dong Zhengyuan for many days.

Given Dong Zhengyuan's intelligence and logical thinking, this presentation was far too over-the-top; it's impossible that no one helped him.

"Thankfully, General Manager Han stood firmly on our side. He stood up and said, 'The project has only just been reorganized, and to threaten to disband it now will only make the other employees in the company panic. I don't want to hear this kind of report at the monthly meetings anymore.' Oh, I really wanted to kneel down and call him 'Dad.'" Guoguo's eyes were full of stars with emotion.

Bai Weiran smiled slightly.

The project had just been reorganized, and he hadn't made any mistakes. Han Xin was also a very steady and reliable leader who wouldn't change orders and disrupt the project frequently. There should be at least a honeymoon period of about six months.

It can only be said that some people were a bit too hasty.

Guoguo immediately put the matter out of her mind and started talking to Bai Weiran about work plans. Their original product manager for the R&D project had been fired by Dong Zhengyuan and had not been replaced. Now, Guoguo was going to great lengths for Bai Weiran and took on all the copywriting and work scheduling responsibilities herself.

"The month is already halfway over, and there's the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday this week, which means there are only four days left this week. We have three tasks that are ranked first and have all been flagged as yellow. Everyone is already working overtime quite late. It's not a matter of working overtime, it's that we really don't have enough manpower."

“There are always people here, let’s wait a bit!” Bai Weiran said.

Recruiting is like this; it depends on fate. Even if you're in a hurry, you might not be able to find the right person.

"Let's postpone the schedule of these three tasks by half a month. Let's tag everyone in the group today so that everyone won't be under too much pressure before the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday."

He and Guoguo were walking and talking when they bumped right into Wu Ji, who was coming out of the restroom.

Wu Ji is the second-in-command of their project. Since their project was made public by the company, they no longer need to hide it and can now attend the monthly meeting openly.

Recently, Wu Ji has rarely been seen strolling up to the sixteenth floor as often as before.

Their project is currently in its second wave of testing, entering a period of frantic bug fixing.

During this period, many people assume that making games is a mysterious art.

Everyone in each module was full of confidence, believing that their area of ​​responsibility was definitely fine, and that they had all run it themselves and gotten it working. But when it came to actual testing, the bugs grew faster than weeds that spring up again in the spring breeze, appearing in places you could and couldn't imagine.

Over 90% can be repaired normally, but about 10% are like stubborn parasites. You don't know how they happened, and sometimes you can't get rid of them even after trying various methods. It can be described as a mysterious phenomenon.

These mystical parasites can make people stay up all night, burn out their livers, and become completely exhausted.

Wu Ji had clearly lost some weight, and his face wasn't as rosy as before, but he still smiled and gave Bai Weiran a thumbs up when he saw him.

"Young Master Bai, if you're not envied, you're mediocre. Today I've truly witnessed that; you're definitely the object of people's envy and hatred!"

This refers to the fact that he was targeted by Dong Zhengyuan and Shengnan.

Guoguo smiled after hearing these words, and forgot most of her anger about the Feast at Hongmen.

Wu Ji is very good at setting the mood.

"Young Master Bai, are you going home for the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday?"

"...Yes, let's go home."

Bai Weiran responded, and Guoguo looked at Bai Weiran in surprise, but did not answer.

"Okay, remember to give my regards to Shimo and me... I mean, give my regards to your family and your aunt and uncle, sob sob, Young Master Bai is home, the moon is full and families are reunited, while I'm still at the company fixing bugs and working overtime, sigh..."

After Wu Ji walked away, Guo Guo asked curiously.

"Weiran, didn't you say you weren't going home for Mid-Autumn Festival? Why the sudden change of heart...?"

In Guoguo's memory, Bai Weiran rarely changed his decisions after they were made.

"Something's come up, I have to go back."

Bai Weiran and his sister had another paint competition yesterday.

He won the first round by a small margin, the second round was evenly matched, and the third round was fiercely fought, in which Bai Weiran was eventually defeated.

He's improving with every game; the speed of his progress and his understanding of the game—this could never be his sister, Bai Shimo.

As a seasoned brother and sister, he understands his sister very well.

But every time we have a voice call, it's my younger sister who's speaking.

Bai Weiran came to a conclusion.

There's a ghost; someone is hiding in his sister's room.

He called his mother and subtly inquired about his sister's recent situation, only to find that there was nothing unusual about her.

Bai Weiran understood immediately.

Knowing my sister's personality, if there's no problem, then there is.

Following the information, Bai Weiran decided to go home and make a surprise visit to see what his sister was up to.

Early in the morning of the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, Bai Weiran boarded the high-speed train home.

Little did he know that at his own high-speed rail station, a pair of girls were also departing.