Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

“Anyway, basements are cheap. Buy a few more, and I’ll give you one to use. If he tries to run away, just break his legs.”

The yandere wasn't embarrassed at all about imprisoning people in a dark room and talked about it freely.

Mengmeng was coaxed into laughing.

"Ningning, you're so kind."

She stopped crying and feeling sad, and then started to care about Qin Ning.

How have you been lately? I've noticed you've been working so late.

Like her brother Weiran, Qin Ning is a hard-working person who spends all her time either studying or working.

Qin Ning has been busy launching a virtual anchor project recently.

However, the image of the streamer has been slow to be finalized. There are too few successful cases in China, and the market is still in a semi-exploratory stage. Opinions on original images vary, and there are concerns about the incompatibility of directly copying successful virtual streamer images from overseas.

Qin Ning was also venturing into this field for the first time, and she hesitated to make any progress.

In the business world, who doesn't learn by trial and error?

Mengmeng knew about Qin Ning's troubles, but she didn't know what she could do for Qin Ning. She could only talk about interesting things that happened during the game live stream in an attempt to calm Qin Ning down.

"If there's anything I can do to help, Ningning, please don't hesitate to tell me."

"it is good."

That's how girls get along; they cry one minute and then laugh the next.

Qin Ning had just gotten up from Mengmeng's bed when she suddenly paused, turned her head and gave Mengmeng a strange look, meeting her puzzled gaze.

"Ningning, what's wrong?"

"...It's nothing, I was just thinking about work."

Qin Ning stepped out of the bedroom, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

She had just been on Mengmeng's bed and had a faint, almost imperceptible, scent of Weiran's brother.

It's just too bland.

With her back against the door, before she could think too much, Aunt Chen came over and asked her if she wanted a bowl of light sea bass soup before bed.

As soon as Qin Ning left, Mengmeng reached under her pillow and pulled out a men's dark blue winter long-sleeved knitted top. She hugged it tightly, buried her face in it, and gently touched the soft fibers of the fabric with her lips.

All I can say is that a yandere's nose is indeed exceptionally sensitive.

"If only family members could be as easy to care for as clothes," Mengmeng sighed softly.

"I'm so envious of Ningning, she can kiss whoever she likes so easily—"

"I also want to kiss Bai Weiran casually."

As she said this, she suddenly thought of Bai Weiran at home, the smooth collarbone and clean neckline that could be vaguely seen from her neckline. Suddenly, a shameful, hazy shyness welled up in her heart, making her feel a surge of heat between her legs. A strange desire she had never experienced before made her face turn bright red, and she buried her face in her clothes.

Chapter 10 The Yandere's Heart Excited by Him (3K, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Bai Weiran was discussing the requirements document with the system planner. This new planner had already been complained about by the programmers several times.

Suddenly, someone called out from behind.

Turning around, I saw Dong Zhengyuan and Shengnan walking towards me with a young man who wore gold-rimmed glasses, had single eyelids, narrow eyes, and a refined and cultured air.

“Weiran is here! Come on, let me introduce you to a new colleague.” Shengnan said with a smile, patting the young man on the shoulder.

Before Bai Weiran could speak, Dong Zhengyuan chimed in, his eyes flashing with schadenfreude.

"This isn't a new colleague, this is an old colleague, right, Weiran?"

“Shengnan and I knew you were old colleagues, so when we introduced him to the team, we even came upstairs to introduce him to you.”

The two of them chatted back and forth, attracting the attention of the research and development team who peeked out to watch.

Everyone knows that Sheng Nan and Dong Zhengyuan are hostile towards Bai Weiran.

Do we really need to come up and introduce ourselves when someone from the project team comes in?

A weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken—it has ulterior motives.

Ziwei whispered to Guoguo, "Sister Guoguo, who is that? Is Brother Weiran alright?"

But to her great surprise, Guoguo, who should have been the most nervous for Bai Weiran, sat down and calmly started typing on the keyboard.

"I don't know, I don't know him. Bai Weiran is such a grown adult, I'm not his mother, how would I know what kind of friends he knows?"

Ziwei looked at Bai Weiran, then at Guoguo, her eyes filled with admiration.

Brother Weiran and Sister Guoguo's mature, leisurely, and calm attitude in the face of adversity is truly admirable and hard to match.

She still has a lot to learn from her two seniors!

She sat down, started typing on the keyboard, and began working diligently.

"Of course I remember. Long time no see, Li Liang."

Bai Weiran extended his hand to the young man in front of him, a smile spreading across his face.

But because he wanted to suppress the smile, it made the smile look somewhat strange.

No, how come you're pretending to be so refined and sarcastic?

His strange smile was interpreted in a different way by Sheng Nan and Dong Zhengyuan, making them burst into laughter.

Sure enough, it is true.

There are rumors that Li Liang was Bai Weiran's former rival.

Bai Weiran's previous company put two projects competing on the same track with the same game theme. It was a brutal competition. Whoever won got their game launched and would receive a prize, while the loser would not only lose all the overtime pay during development (overtime during development is considered a good deed), but also face the possibility of the project being broken up and reorganized or being forced to pack up and leave.

It was a matter of life and death; everyone involved—artists, programmers, planners—fought like cats to the death.

Bai Weiran and Li Liang were the numerical planners for their respective projects. Being in charge of numerical calculations was the lifeblood of the project and of paramount importance. The two were also the most outstanding new planners at the time. It was a classic case of "Why did fate create both Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang?" When they met, sparks flew, and everyone was talking about them.

This competition isn't just about money; it's also a battle to determine the title of Best Newcomer.

As we all know, Bai Weiran's project ultimately failed.

There are many different reasons, and no one can figure it out.

It's common practice within the company to sometimes pass the buck, and when someone is credited, everyone rushes to take credit.

When the project was finally disbanded, Bai Weiran didn't join a new project; instead, he was fired.

There are many different opinions about this matter.

However, one of the most widely accepted conspiracy theories is that of the people who believe it.

Li Liang was narrow-minded and intolerant. After gaining benefits, he instigated his superiors to force Bai Weiran out of the company.

There are many ways to get rid of someone subtly.

Sheng Nan and Dong Zhengyuan were overjoyed to have recruited such a formidable rival as Bai Weiran.

I enjoy seeing you unhappy; it makes me happy.

Now, seeing Bai Weiran's forced smile, I feel a great sense of satisfaction.

Faced with Bai Weiran's outstretched hand, Li Liang pushed up his glasses, paused for two seconds, and then slowly extended his hand, gently shook it, and then released it with a look of disgust. He even took out a wet wipe from his pocket and wiped his hands in front of everyone.

He had fair skin, narrow eyes, and wore gold-rimmed glasses. With a slight tilt of his chin, he exuded a meanness.

"It's nothing. Congratulations on becoming a producer, Bai Weiran."

"We'll be colleagues again, so please take good care of your old friend."

His tone was slow, carrying an air of arrogance and disdain that made the system planner next to him clench his fist.

Who the hell are you?

Bai Weiran pressed down on the system planner's shoulder.

"Of course, I'm happy to continue working with you in the future."

Li Liang then lazily glanced at him, lifting his eyelids.

"Oh, really?"

"...I really hope you mean it."

Without saying another word, he left with Shengnan and Dong Zhengyuan.

As soon as Bai Weiran turned his head, he saw seven or eight project members gathered behind him, their faces filled with righteous indignation.

"What are you doing?"

"Brother Weiran, holy crap, they're being so direct now, not hiding anything anymore, huh?"

Bai Weiran pulled out a chair and calmly sat down.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's just an old friend coming to say hello."

He's not in a hurry, but everyone else is.

"This is nothing but empty boasting before battle, not a greeting at all."

"Brother Weiran, you have too good a temper. You don't even feel it when people target you."

"Oh my god, no way? What era are we living in? Still playing the traditional villain? This is outrageous! This is absolutely outrageous! I'm totally losing it!!!"

Bai Weiran had to suppress his smile before putting on a stern face and telling everyone to get to work.

Once everyone had left, Guoguo peeked out from behind the screen to make sure no one was there before sending a message to Bai Weiran via private WeChat.

[Guoguo was also sulking today: Weiran, you're such a big boy, you're acting like a villain on your own side, it's outrageous.]

[Guoguo was also fuming today: If I hadn't known beforehand, I wouldn't have been able to stop my forty-meter-long sword. He's too dedicated.]

Mr. William White: I didn't expect that either.

[Mr. William White: I'd heard him mention having a drama club in college before, but I never imagined it was true. I always thought he was joking.]

Li Liang was the person personally recommended by Bai Weiran.

The truth is always far removed from the sensational gossip that the public loves.

Li Liang and Bai Weiran are not only competitors, but also good friends.