Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

"You criticized the chapter 'Fellow Villagers' as uninteresting, which is true. Compared to other chapters, this chapter doesn't offer as many exciting or thought-provoking points. Instead, it mostly describes the author's daily conduct, how he greets people, how he walks, and how he interacts with others. The point is to make you understand the importance of the unity of knowledge and action. Knowledge alone is meaningless."

Bai Weiran told Qin Ning a story as an example.

An author wrote a love story, a semi-autobiographical work, about a passionate and devoted young man who spares no effort in pursuing his first love.

This work sold extremely well.

This author also benefited from the popularity of his work, marketing himself as a devoted and passionate young man.

After making a lot of money, the author cheated on his wife with another woman.

"Is a lifelong, devoted love written by someone who has cheated on you trustable?"

Bai Weiran smiled and concluded with a question.

Qin Ning was still processing Bai Weiran's words when she saw Lin Luo suddenly being pulled upwards.

“If it’s not heavy, it won’t be authoritative. Today you’ll see clearly how heavy it is and how authoritative it is.”

Bai Weiran snapped his fingers, and Lin Luo was seen falling heavily from a height of several hundred meters, only to be caught by a rope when he was just a finger's width from the ground.

It was like a replay of the nightmare from the first night.

But Bai Weiran was much more ruthless this time than before.

With a snap of his fingers, Lin Luo was slapped up again and then fell down.

Clap!

Go up, come down!

*Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!*

Moreover, it's not just a simple dance party; with each fall, you get closer and closer to the ground.

The first time, Lin Luo gritted his teeth and endured it, but every time he did it, let alone if he was the Prince of Emo, even Yu Yu Superman couldn't stand it.

On the shore, Qin Ning watched in shock as her once beloved Lin Luo, who had responded with the calm and indifferent demeanor of a god, said, "I will never yield," finally broke down, broke down in tears, and cried out in despair. Her face contorted, and tears, snot, and pale yellow liquid from her crotch gushed out as she howled over and over again.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

"what!!!!!"

"I didn't—drug—Aaaaaaaah!!"

Bai Weiran thought, no, but knowingly committing a crime and failing to save someone in distress is even more despicable.

If what you did before was just a jerk trying to pull you along, bro, what you're doing now is inhuman.

The two are very different.

Those who commit violence and those who condone it and seek personal gain are both inhuman and should not be tolerated.

Bai Weiran did not stop.

Even after Lin Luo's voice became hoarse and he passed out, you could still see figures jumping up and down on the sea cliff.

When Bai Weiran stopped, his fingers were already red from rubbing. Qin Ning, who was standing to the side, was so shocked that she forgot to beg for mercy.

Alright, alright, I feel much better now, let's just consider the matter of drugging her wiped clean!

However, to be fair, although he did it unintentionally, after seeing Lin Luo wearing the neck brace, he felt that he could give all the scumbags in the future a neck injury. The neck brace was really unsightly, and wearing it would instantly reduce one's charm by 100, turning a pretentious person into an idiot.

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Chapter Twenty-One: Do You Like Me?

A pink cake-style mini skirt gathered around the girl's fair and slender feet, making her fair ankles appear even smoother.

"No, this one isn't good, this one won't do..."

She muttered to herself, wearing only a snow-white shirt, and took off another piece of clothing to compare it to herself.

"This one won't do either, no no no no no!"

A flowy, light green strapless dress was thrown to the ground and met the same fate.

The Qin family's housekeeper, Aunt Chen, stood to the side dumbfounded, watching her young mistress take clothes out of the wardrobe, hold them up, and then throw them behind her, then take them out again, hold them up, and throw them behind her—repeating this over and over until a colorful little mountain was piled up behind her.

She finally couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward to stop them.

"What are you looking for, Miss Ningning?"

Qin Ning had been feeling uneasy for an hour, constantly picking out and throwing away clothes.

"What are you going to do? How about I help you pick out some clothes?"

Aunt Chen had a bit of a headache; she felt that Qin Ning had gone mad again.

In her opinion, Lin Luo was a jinx; Qin Ning would act strangely whenever she got involved with him.

Qin Ning had pursued him relentlessly, but he rejected her in various ways. Qin Ning even insisted on having him as her tutor, which she opposed from the bottom of her heart. In every way, Qin Ning's knowledge was superior to his.

After he arrived, he always gave him a cold shoulder. Even when I served him tea, he was so indifferent that it was as if I owed him a cup of tea.

Two days ago, Aunt Chen was very happy to hear Qin Ning announce that she would dismiss Lin Luo.

The happy man simply gave him two extra months' salary as severance pay, asking this unlucky guy to leave and hoping he wouldn't come back.

But it's only been two days, and Qin Ning is acting strangely again.

Staring at the wardrobe and picking out items, isn't that what a girl does when she's going to see her sweetheart?

Are we going to see Lin Luo again?

She objected, she objected vehemently.

When Qin Ning heard Chen Sao's question, her hands slowed down, and she stammered.

"...No, I'm not going anywhere, I'm just staying home to study."

Aunt Chen: ...?

What clothes should I choose if I'm just studying at home?

But she thought it was better to rummage through the closet at home than to go looking for Lin Luo.

"What is Miss Ningning looking for? Shall I help you look for it?"

Qin Ning has an entire walk-in closet, with clothes from different seasons neatly categorized. It is usually managed by Aunt Chen, who is the housekeeper and doesn't need to do this. However, Qin Ning's personal walk-in closet contains a dazzling array of luxury brand clothing and jewelry that would make any young girl's heart race.

To prevent any unforeseen circumstances, she still manages it herself.

Seeing Qin Ning messing things up like this now, it's clear her perfectionism is kicking in, and she seems completely out of sorts.

"I'm looking for something... that he'll be satisfied with."

"What? Miss Ningning, what kind of clothes are you looking for?" Qin Ning lowered her voice so much that Aunt Chen couldn't hear her at all.

"It's okay, I'll find it myself." Qin Ning couldn't bring herself to say it, so she simply started looking for it herself.

Aunt Chen could only endure it as she rummaged through the summer clothes to the spring clothes, and then from the spring clothes to the winter clothes, the small mountain becoming a huge mountain. Finally, she found a piece of clothing among the winter clothes, her face beaming with joy, like a treasure hunter who had found a treasure.

"Found it!!!"

Aunt Chen: ...? ? ?

Two years ago, Qin Ning visited the winter fashion show of a well-known design brand abroad. The designer knew Qin Ning's identity and hoped to make her acquaintance, so he specially gave her one of his masterpieces.

As a result, Qin Ning chose to block the designer after returning.

She forgot to ask anyone to throw the dress away, so it remained in the closet, and Aunt Chen would send it to the dry cleaners every year.

Today, she actually found it and put it on with great excitement.

Aunt Chen glanced out the window.

The daytime temperature today is 30 degrees Celsius.

The young lady chose a pure wool winter dress at home.

She was puzzled.

...Could this be the so-called determination to study diligently?

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Bai Weiran appeared on the balcony of Qin Ning's bedroom at the agreed time.

Last time, he brought Qin Ning back, but Qin Ning stopped him before he left.

"Aren't you going to teach me anymore?" she demanded.

Indeed, there is still more than half of that book left unfinished.

But Bai Weiran had no intention of continuing anyway.

If we really delve into it, this profound and extensive thought, which has been studied and passed down by scholars for thousands of years, certainly cannot be covered in just a few days or a few classes.

Moreover, I am not a literary master. Every time I lecture Qin Ning, I have to go online to watch courses taught by professors from prestigious universities, for fear that I might talk nonsense and lead her astray, thus failing to appreciate the beauty of traditional Chinese literature.

His purpose in persuading Qin Ning to change her mind and broaden her horizons was not to promote traditional Chinese literature.

It was just to complete the task.

Qin Ning's mindset has clearly improved significantly, and he no longer wants to attend those online classes.

They were simply set up.

There's nothing better in this world than being paid to slack off.

To his surprise, Qin Ning pressed him for details, leaving him both astonished and touched.

Alas, despite the thick barrier of a world separating us, the civilization of China can still illuminate the girl from another world.

Alright, it is our duty to promote the treasures of our Chinese civilization.

A sense of mission arose within him, and he agreed to continue teaching Qin Ning.

He had just stood still when the balcony door opened, and Qin Ning stood in front of him.

Qin Ning couldn't help but want to smile when she saw Bai Weiran, but she didn't want to show it in front of him. This conflicting emotion caused her face to tense up.

"You're here?"