Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

I wanted to discuss this matter with the all-powerful Guoguo, but when I looked at Guoguo's corporate WeChat profile picture, it was dark, and the status bar at the top was grayed out.

[I will be on annual leave from [Date] to [Date] and will not be available. For urgent matters, please call 185XXXXXXXX. For project arrangement questions, please contact Ziwei. Thank you! (▽▽*)

Bai Weiran then remembered that Guoguo had taken three days of annual leave, which, combined with the weekend, made up a five-day break. She said she wanted to go hiking on Yishan Mountain with her friends to work up her leg strength and make up for the lack of exercise she usually gets from sitting for long periods.

Bai Weiran encouraged her to go, and he also approved her leave.

With the help of Ziwei, Guoguo's workload was reduced. He then let Guoguo go out and have some fun before showing the new demo to the bosses, because once the bosses finished watching it, the workload would explode, whether it was a complete overhaul or major revisions, which was quite normal.

Bai Weiran didn't want to bother Guoguo with this little thing while she was on vacation, so he silently closed the pop-up window, covered his face with his left hand, leaned back in his chair, and let out a long sigh.

The time to watch the new demo was set for the day after Han Xin and Qin Ning returned.

As the general manager of the game department, Han Xin needed to review and approve the demo before it could be implemented.

The acquisition went smoothly, and it is said that the final investment was in a studio with excellent 3D to 2D rendering technology. The studio had previously launched virtual idols that had achieved good results, but the virtual idols were forced to withdraw due to the narrow monetization channels and the excessive cost of technology research and development.

The studio, now using its technology to develop games, ran out of funds halfway through and desperately needed investment to save itself. Han Xin and Qin Ning then stepped in, leveraging their financial advantage.

What should we do now?

Leave Mengmeng unattended, either at the hospital or send her home to be looked after by her younger sister.

Once the organization is eliminated, forcibly send her back.

Bai Weiran pondered this, but found that his motivation to carry out the plan was not as strong as before.

Mengmeng's home is always lively.

Interpersonal relationships are a process of mutual nurturing; no one is superior to the other.

Bai Weiran tamed the yandere girl, but so did he.

Every day after get off work, as soon as I open the door, there are always people with happy faces, bustling around in their newly bought bunny-head slippers, excitedly telling me how many practice problems they did that day and what games they beat. They surround me so lively that there's no room for me to be unhappy.

Bai Weiran is very good at managing himself and never feels lonely or uncomfortable.

But he's not like a cold storage steel; he also enjoys this lively and warm atmosphere.

After much thought, it wasn't until the afternoon that Bai Weiran remembered there was someone else she could discuss things with.

Xx

Two boxes of self-heating hot pot, two people. One person sat back in a chair with their arms crossed, while the other leaned forward with their hands supporting their chin, looking expectantly at the steaming hot pot.

"I really love this stage. Even though I know it's an exothermic chemical reaction caused by lime and water, I just can't get enough of it. It gives me a sense of anticipation, a feeling of returning to kindergarten to do experiments." Xia Yanle's expression as she stared at the self-heating hot pot was anything but aloof; her face was full of joy.

Bai Weiran: "…………?"

Top students start doing experiments in kindergarten, right?

Suddenly, Fan hit him in the face.

The person he was thinking of was Xia Yanle.

Like Wu Ji, she also saw through it all, and being an S-class yandere herself, she could definitely understand Mengmeng's thoughts even better.

If you want to ask someone for advice, you have to give them a gift first. Bai Weiran originally wanted to invite Xia Yanle out for a meal, but Xia Yanle refused. Xia Yanle just wanted to eat self-heating hot pot at home.

She can eat one every two days on average. How can she not get tired of it?

Bai Weiran was somewhat unconvinced.

If Xia Yanle were to return to his own world and proclaim to others that the most delicious food in China is self-heating hot pot, he could kneel before the stone tablet commemorating China's five-thousand-year history and kowtow, deeply apologizing to the great culinary ancestors, saying, "I have brought shame upon my own people."

But what could he do? She said she only wanted to eat self-heating hot pot, and he needed her help, so he couldn't very well drag her out.

The hot pot is ready. Once the lid is lifted, the whole room is filled with the aroma of high-tech and delicious food, stimulating one's appetite.

"You ask me what I think? I have no idea." Xia Yanle scooped the vermicelli out of the hot pot and blew on it to cool it down.

The noodles were slippery, and before you could slurp them up, the broth would splash onto your thin white shirt.

"If you already have the answer, then you won't ask me. If you don't have the answer yourself, you won't find the answer from me either—I'm not the kind of person that cute girls like."

"Humans are greedy, aren't they—" Xia Yanle tilted her head, picked up a slice of lotus root, squinted one eye, and looked at Bai Weiran through the hole in the lotus root slice.

"You have greed in your heart, how great is your greed, and are you capable of supporting that greed?"

"If you can't find the answer by looking at what's bothering her, then try looking at it from a different perspective—"

"Are you capable of handling this? What price are you prepared to pay for this?"

She brought the lotus root slice to her mouth and ate it.

"I think about this very simply. There are many things in this world. Some people will say: This thing is too expensive, I can't afford it; others will say: I want this thing, how can I afford it?"

"Whether it's expensive or not is determined by the market, but whether you think it's worth it is your decision. As long as its value matches your own, you should buy it, regardless of what others say—of course, this is just my personal opinion, whether you take it or not is up to you."

Bai Weiran remained silent for a few seconds.

"Thank you," he said.

"You're welcome. Have you thought it through?"

"Ah."

What are you planning to do?

"I'm going to send Mengmeng back." Bai Weiran said calmly.

"No matter how much she cries and screams, I will send her back."

Xia Yanle remained noncommittal, lowering his head to eat his beef and rice, chewing and pondering.

Hey, could she have misjudged me?

She's also someone who buys stocks featuring cute, adorable girls!

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There will be another update later ヾ(。?ω?。)

Chapter 54 Bai Weiran's Personal Data Stolen (3K, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

The nurse entered the ward and saw the white-haired, red-eyed girl on the bed diligently doing practice problems on a table propped up by the bed. A kind smile spread across her face.

Who wouldn't love a pretty, cute, and studious little girl?

"Come on, Mengmeng, it's time to take your temperature today too!"

The girl obediently took the ear thermometer, took her own temperature, and then returned it to the nurse.

She said she couldn't stand having her ears touched by others, and she wouldn't even let someone else take her temperature.

"Your temperature is normal. Do you feel unwell anywhere today?"

Private hospitals charge high fees and have fewer patients. They treat patients like customers, and the nurses' attitudes are vastly different from those in public hospitals. Public hospital nurses are often loud and aggressive, while private hospitals always speak softly and gently.

Ultimately, it's caused by the environment.

After all, when there are a lot of people, it gets busy like a war, and who the hell talks about being civilized when fighting a war?

"No, I'm fine." She paused for a moment, her expression turning somewhat forlorn.

The nurse was observant and showed gentle concern.

"What's wrong? Do you miss your brother?"

The nurses, having already formed an initial impression, only regarded Bai Weiran as Mengmeng's older brother. Their attentive and caring attitude on the first day they accompanied him touched them deeply, showcasing the profound sibling bond.

Strangely enough, the young woman stayed for three days. On the first day, she was very attentive and stayed with him overnight. On the second morning, when she left, she even came to the nurses' station to ask everyone to look after him. He was busy at work and couldn't spare the time. She seemed to have a very good attitude, but she didn't come over that night. She just delivered her change of clothes and some supplies to the nurses' station and left.

He only said that he was too busy with work.

While you might say he was indifferent, the way he organized those things was meticulous and logical, so it's clear he put in effort.

The little girl looked dejected, which prompted the nurses to take turns comforting her.

A nurse reached out to touch the head of a little girl with white hair, but the little girl, upon seeing this, inexplicably withdrew her hand midway.

Today is the third day. I'll be discharged tomorrow. I don't know if they'll come over tonight.

The nurse sighed, wanting to comfort Mengmeng, saying there was nothing she could do; people in society are often powerless to control their own lives, and only adults can understand the suffering of those who work overtime. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Mengmeng looking at her with a strange, somewhat eerie expression.

"No."

"...?"

"Bai Weiran is not my brother." Her voice was soft as she corrected him, her words clear and distinct.

"Bai Weiran is my family, my future family."

Startled by the look in her eyes, the nurse was momentarily stunned. Upon closer inspection, she saw that the little girl had already lowered her head and continued doing her homework.

Did I misread it?

She could only leave the ward quietly, filled with doubt.

The girl was doing her homework, keeping her phone right next to her, afraid of missing any messages.

But she waited from morning till night, and her phone remained silent, occasionally receiving a notification, which was always a government anti-fraud text message.

Xx

"Brother Weiran, I'll be going now."

Intern Ziwei carried her bag and left work briskly, not forgetting to greet Bai Weiran as she passed by his workstation.

"Okay, thanks for your hard work. Be careful on the road." Bai Weiran waved to her with the hand holding the phone, then turned his attention back to the phone.

I want to send a message to Mengmeng.

She must have been terrified and lonely in the hospital, but all she did was send him an old man emoji to say good morning, and that was it.

She was waiting for him to finish his work.

But reason reminded him that this was not the right thing to do.

After hesitating for nearly ten minutes, Bai Weiran finally slammed his phone face down on the table. The force made a loud noise, and Yu Yu Wangzi Erwu, who was sitting two rows away and loved working overtime, peeked out in surprise. He had been looking for someone to vent his anger on, but when he saw that it was Bai Weiran, he shrank back and lowered his head.

Bai Weiran had just typed a few words on the keyboard when his phone vibrated, and he picked it up at lightning speed to look at it.

The result wasn't what Mengmeng sent him—

【Mr. Wei Ran, an emergency!! ノ)?Д?( 】