Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Bai Weiran thought that it was truly remarkable that she was only crying now.

Most people would have cried and broken down by now.

Xiao hope can't see Nana, but because she believes Nana is right beside her, she lets him do whatever he wants. In order to expand Xiao Xi's influence in the lower-tier market before the show airs, he has a very full schedule of promotional videos for Xiao Xi. With show recording, filming, and personal practice, Xiao hope sleeps less than four hours a day on average.

The intense workload, coupled with the fear of ruining her idol career, created immense pressure, yet she relied solely on the faint thread of perseverance brought about by the name "Nana".

Bai Weiran admires Xiao Xi.

If he quits the idol industry and comes to Shile for an audition, he'll definitely pass on the first try.

After all, there aren't many industries that are more grueling than the 996 work schedule, and the entertainment industry is clearly one of them. We welcome you.

"Are you stupid? You're so stupid, Xiao hope!" He Qi slammed his fist against the wall, both indignant and worried.

"Since you know that the masked monster is abnormal and has superhuman abilities, have you ever considered that you think all of Nana's actions were just him lying to you, something he staged to deceive you???"

Bai Weiran let out a soft "Oh!"

This guy is really smart; he hit the nail on the head.

Those who have been toughened up by society tend to be smarter.

But He Qi's next actions made Bai Weiran unable to praise him anymore.

"I asked my friend to get this for me," He Qi said in a low voice, as he took out a small glass bottle. The bottle was slender, almost as thin as a girl's pinky finger, and it contained snow powder.

"If even a tiny bit gets on it, even an elephant will die from cardiac arrest."

Even monsters cannot be without weaknesses.

Bai Weiran stood beside him, his eyebrows so furrowed they almost created forehead wrinkles.

Wait a minute, you scumbag, are you suggesting she kill someone?

You keep saying you want the best for her, but she's someone who wants to be an idol. You're instigating her to kill someone?

It's true that Bai Weiran is unkillable, but what if someone other than Bai Weiran dies instead?

Does that mean she's giving up her future as an idol?

Oh, it's that old cliché plot: she kills someone, you come to comfort her and say you'll always be there for her, becoming her accomplice for life, using this accomplice mentality to bind you together forever, letting her ravage and manipulate you body and soul, right?

Forget about sentimental literature, get lost!

If you really love her, come and take action yourself. I'll respect you a little more then.

He shook his head and sighed.

Who would have thought that the person being discussed for poisoning was watching the whole thing from the sidelines?

Xiao Xi stared at the glass bottle, somewhat bewildered.

Although the masked man did threaten Nana's safety, so far, she actually doesn't find him annoying.

He doesn't talk much, but he has an obvious gentleness.

As for those promotional videos—she didn't like them at first, but every time she went to the countryside, many people, young and old, would come to watch her film or perform. It didn't matter if she performed well or made a fool of herself; they would applaud enthusiastically and praise her warmly.

She spent all her time in the training room, practicing alone in front of the mirror, being scolded by her teacher and criticized by the company's senior management.

At talent shows or other photo shoots, because of her lack of fame, she was picked and chosen, leading to various complaints.

These kind-hearted villagers warmly supported her, even asking her when she would appear on television and when the program would air, saying they would all come to watch and support her.

It didn't make sense; she even felt that Nana must really like these people.

I like these stages that look a bit rustic and ugly.

Because Nana is the kind of person who is happy as long as there is a stage and she sees everyone laughing.

But He Qi interpreted her hesitation in a different way.

"Xiao hope, you have to be brave! You have to fight against that masked psychopath and fight for your future!" He took a step forward, his tone urgent.

"Nana must think so too."

Oh? Really?

Bai Weiran glanced at his face and saw a disheveled, ghostly pink-haired little girl clinging to his shoulder from behind.

"You—you—stinking—scumbag—man—Nana—doesn't—think—that—"

Bai Weiran: …………

Okay, maybe I really am a little weird.

Because now I feel that being haunted by a spirit is quite normal.

Chapter Nineteen: Fight Me? (Seeking monthly votes, thank you everyone)

Just as Nana was about to have a fit, Bai Weiran raised a finger, and a strange gust of wind suddenly swept through the filming location, startling the other staff members who screamed in terror.

There aren't any windows or fans here, so where did the tornado come from?

Later, this became a strange story on the set of a talent show, which the production team used to generate buzz and trend on social media.

However, Bai Weiran was unaware of this.

He simply blew all the hair from the pink-haired elf's back back, instantly transforming her back into a cute little girl, pouting and acting adorable.

"What are you doing, Mr. William!"

"Let's see how Xiaoxi handles it," Bai Weiran said.

“It’s good that you care about her, but she also needs to have her own judgment and ideas.”

Ultimately, life is a journey that only the living can walk on their own.

Nana opened her mouth, then fell silent, clinging to Bai Weiran without moving. The two, one big and one small, stared intently at the scene.

Seeing Xiaoxi purse her lips, reach out her hand, her fingers trembling, and slowly approach the glass bottle.

Just as He Qi's lips curled into a relieved and satisfied smile, a crisp slap landed on his face, turning his face to the side.

Bai Weiran and Nana both exclaimed "Oh!" at the same time.

He Qi: …………! ! ?

Xiao hope's raised hand was still suspended in mid-air.

"—Take it and get out!" she growled, her large violet eyes brimming with tears.

"Nana isn't that kind of person!"

"Nana, she would never use her name to ask me to kill someone!"

“Whether it’s the living Nana, the deceased Nana, or even a Nana who doesn’t exist at all, she would absolutely, positively never say such a thing.” Xiaoxi’s pink lips trembled with anger.

"If you asked me to kill for you, or to kill for myself, I could forgive you. But I—wouldn't allow you—to ask me to kill in Nana's name—"

"Do you know what? That masked man is a psychopath!"

Bai Weiran was caught off guard by a stray bullet, but he couldn't argue back, so he could only listen to Xiao hope continue her angry rant.

"But he has never asked me to do anything hurtful in Nana's name, never, never!"

"Get out of here! Take this thing with you and get out of here! Don't insult Nana—"

He Qi's emotions also stirred.

He went to great lengths to get this medicine because he was thinking of Xiaoxi.

Only when the masked man dies can Xiaoxi escape his control.

"Nana is dead! You keep talking about Nana, Nana, Xiaoxi, wake up, you two are not destined to be together."

"Nana is dead. Fate chose you. In fact, you were destined to become an idol. Nana was just the starting point for you to become an idol—your encounter with her was to make you who you are! Do you understand?"

He Qi roared out those words with a gloomy expression, and Bai Weiran burst out laughing.

What era are we living in? There are still people living in a fantasy world, thinking that someone was born into this world to make someone else successful.

Would you like to be the one who helps others succeed?

If you yourself are not willing, why do you think others are?

Do not do to others what you would not have them do to you.

Nana and Xiaoxi roared in unison, their voices trembling with anger.

"Nana isn't Xiaoxi's dungeon experience, Nana is Xiaoxi's friend!!"

Bai Weiran enjoyed the explosive dual-channel surround sound.

Someone noticed the commotion in the corner and approached, forcing He Qi to slink away.

Xiao hope had tears in her eyes and her face was flushed, but as soon as the camera was pointed at her, she immediately acted as if nothing had happened and started filming.

Bai Weiran and Nana watched from mid-air.

Bai Weiran suddenly remembered something and retorted.

"...First of all, I want to declare that I am not a pervert."

Nana tilted her head and leaned on his shoulder, giggling.

"Yes, Mr. William, you can only be the devil!"

Xx

After the recording of the show was completed, Bai Weiran took the initiative to escort Xiao hope back to her dormitory and looked at Xiao hope's dinner with pity.

Although it was already 9 p.m., it was still dinner.

A handful of leafy greens, half a boiled egg, sliced ​​cucumber, and shredded chicken; the only flavorful thing was a small cup of bright yellow corn kernels.

It was even more extreme than when he was on a diet, with smaller portions and no oil or meat at all.

"Don't you feel uncomfortable eating like this every meal?"

Xiao hope raised her eyelids to look at him. Her eyes were particularly large, and with her eyelashes slightly lowered, she exuded a sense of languor.

"You have to endure hardship to do this job, that's normal."

"Eating is all for the audience to see."