Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

This person can understand her.

That moment of honesty allowed one to see the clarity and brightness of their own heart.

Xiao hope covered her face and started crying, while Nana laughed and hugged her.

"Nana doesn't mind. Even if Xiaoxi said she hoped Nana would die, it's not Xiaoxi's fault that Nana dies—she'll still be here, she'll always be here."

Two pink-haired girls, one crying, the other laughing.

Bai Weiran looked up at the ceiling again.

As people get older, they do become more easily moved.

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The virtual anchor project team gathered outside Qin Ning's office, peering around curiously. They looked at each other, unsure of what to do, and whispered among themselves.

"...What happened?"

"It seems like a sudden illness?"

Finally, everyone's questions were directed at a short, middle-aged man with a crew cut.

"Old Yang, you were there at the time, what exactly happened?!"

"Yes, when I turned around, it was just the two of you. Something must have happened."

"Did you see her? What happened?"

Old Yang was the person in charge of the animal compensation project. He was honest and kind and was trusted by everyone. But now, when everyone was pressing him for answers, he was so scared that he shook his hands violently, sweating profusely, and hurriedly explained.

“I was packing up the equipment when I saw her standing next to the coil without moving. I called out to her to watch her step, but she didn’t hear me. I was afraid she would trip, so I went over to her with the box and called out to her. But she turned her head and bumped into me with her elbow, and then… then… she fell down.”

He also felt that he was completely innocent.

He was just trying to remind her to watch her step. He was holding the box with both hands and didn't reach out at all. The girl turned around and her elbow accidentally brushed against his hand holding the box. Her face turned pale with fright, she broke out in a cold sweat, and then she gasped for breath, clutched her chest and fell directly into the unpacked equipment.

He was so frightened that he hurriedly put down the box to check on her, but President Qin rushed over and yelled at him to stop. Her expression was as if she wanted to devour him alive. She personally helped her up and took her into the office.

After hearing the explanation, the colleagues looked at each other in bewilderment.

Old Yang is a man of impeccable character. He has a wife and daughter, a happy family, and is a typical doting father.

He always speaks politely to female colleagues at the company. His wife is very strict, and he doesn't add female colleagues on private WeChat. He only dares to bring male cats home if he wants to keep a cat.

I just can't figure out why.

Everything was going well.

After President Qin made the decision in the afternoon, the 3D team took many photos of the prototype and frantically made models based on the prototype, while the content team racked their brains and came up with several temporary solutions.

In the end, Qin Ning's proposal was unanimously approved by everyone.

It's a story about a girl escaping from a dangerous organization, wielding a machete to confront the organization's leader, and smashing through an entire screen wall.

In the dimly lit room, a dozen screens lit up, displaying virtual humanoid dialogues. A girl was fighting against an arrogant artificial intelligence while holding a machete. Just listening to the content was exciting, but unfortunately, the animation production time was limited and the length was insufficient to create exquisite and dazzling high-level explosion scenes.

Everyone was racking their brains over this, when Qin Ning, with a flourish, came up with a brilliant and generous idea.

Since there wasn't enough time to make the animation, we used real footage for processing, employing a technique of alternating between reality and virtuality—the IT library was opened, and the spare displays stored within were brought out.

"If you're going to do explosions, then explode something real, and use that as a gimmick in the promotional video."

"When Hollywood movies are released, they can talk about how much money they spent and how many cars they smashed as selling points, so we can do the same."

Everyone clapped and exclaimed, "Wonderful! Ahhh!"

Only a boss could come up with such an idea—smashing the monitor right from the start.

As for when the IT warehouse manager came to work on Monday and saw the warehouse that had been ransacked and its inhabitants wiped out, there was nothing he could do but cry his eyes out.

The project was progressing smoothly, the animation flowed well, and everyone was excited and optimistic when this unexpected thing happened.

Newly appointed female news anchor suddenly falls ill?

—Is this project definitely going to continue?

Wasn't it cut in half right from the start?

Our dream of conquering the nation's special forces has already crashed before it even took off.

They were filled with unease when Qin Ning's office door was suddenly pushed open, startling everyone. The secretary, quick-witted and agile, promptly handed them a hot towel, a bottle of lavender essential oil, and a box of tranquilizers.

Qin Ning's dark expression softened slightly.

"It's nothing, you can all go back to your work!" she said coldly, turning around and going back into her office.

The white-haired girl lay on the large, soft imported sheepskin sofa, still a little weak, but she gave Qin Ning a chuckle.

"I'm fine, I'm feeling much better."

"I just think your sofa is so comfortable, I want to lie down a little longer."

Qin Ning walked to her side with a cold face and wiped her face with a hot towel.

"Has it always been this serious?"

This was the first time she had ever seen Mengmeng exhibit her androphobia.

"No, it's just more serious today." Mengmeng laughed, clutching her chest.

This kind of thing won't get better if it's not treated and if she interacts with the outside world more. Mengmeng was a little better when she was with Bai Weiran, but now she's been staying at home with only Qin Ning and Aunt Chen by her side, and her fear of men has gotten worse without her realizing it.

Normally, they're lively and energetic, showing no signs of problems, but today, after being accidentally touched, they had a severe allergic reaction.

Qin Ning remained silent for a long time.

"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention."

"...It's not Ningning's fault either." Mengmeng sniffed the lavender essential oil to soothe her mind.

"I didn't know it would get this serious. This illness—it just gives me a terrible headache—hmm hmm ha ha hmm ha ha hmm ha—"

Qin Ning sat to the side, silently gazing at her.

Mengmeng's androphobia is so severe, she should be happy.

But she can't be happy at all right now.

"...How did you get this disease?" she asked.

This condition is often caused by the trauma of encountering the opposite sex during childhood.

Qin Ning's eyes darkened as she thought of this.

Has anyone bullied you?

Mengmeng hummed in response, stared at the ceiling, pursed her lips, and hesitated for two seconds before deciding whether to tell Qin Ning the truth.

But she was so lonely—

Those who leave their hometowns hide their past and never speak of it to anyone.

Although it wasn't a happy period in the past, it at least proved where Mengmeng came from, who she was, and what kind of life she had.

Everyone needs to be honest with themselves, neither dwelling on the past nor running away from it.

Mengmeng then told Qin Ning everything.

How her parents remarried, how she met Su Cheng, what kind of brother Su Cheng was, what kind of people surrounded him, under what unexpected circumstances she met the person she liked, and then gradually awakened from her morbid dependence on Su Cheng.

When Mengmeng recounted in a straightforward manner how Su Cheng let her fall off the school building, Qin Ning suddenly clenched her fists and swore.

"What a fucking scumbag—"

"Killing someone like that a thousand times wouldn't be enough—"

Mengmeng looked at her and chuckled.

"Ningning, you're so kind."

"You are just like the people I like, you are both wonderful."

Qin Ning fell silent.

"...I'll let you in on a little secret, I sometimes miss my mom and dad too. Even though they have a lot of flaws, they're still my adorable mom and dad—"

Even if she is misunderstood and considered a burden, it takes a lot of courage for a sickly girl who stays at home to choose to live nameless and without status in another world.

Bai Weiran has always given her the option to go back.

Mengmeng also knew that this option was the easier one.

"Then why don't you go back?" Qin Ning asked softly.

I wish she had gone back—

The white-haired girl clutched her left chest, sat up, and laughed, her eyes shining.

"Because Mengmeng definitely won't live long. If we don't know whether tomorrow or death will come first, I want to die next to him tomorrow."

Mengmeng found someone she could talk to and talked as hard as she could, saying everything she hadn't said in all these days.

It's certainly nice to live and eat together intimately and sweetly.

But there's always a deeper corner in my heart that needs to be understood.

"I know there's someone else with him—"

Qin Ning was startled by what she heard, her eyes darkening as she looked at Mengmeng staring at the scenery outside the French windows, her expression somewhat forlorn.

"He has someone he admires, someone completely different from Mengmeng. She's very brave, very smart, and doesn't cry or make a fuss like Mengmeng does when things happen. She's a very mature and beautiful woman." Mengmeng turned her head and pointed to her eyes as she spoke to Qin Ning.

"Her eyes are blue, unlike Mengmeng's. Look how ugly Mengmeng's eyes are, right? They're as red as a rabbit's. But her eyes are so beautiful, like gems from the deep sea. Mengmeng is so jealous!"

"Mengmeng never understood why he admired her so much, but never got close to her or be intimate with her, always keeping his distance."

"Later, Mengmeng understood—his sister told him that he had a major weakness: he was very good at keeping his promises. Mengmeng suddenly realized, oh wow, there must be someone who made him make a promise, and he is keeping that promise by not getting close to the person he admires."

Qin Ning pursed her lips, her breath hitched, and she fell silent.

Unaware of the situation, Mengmeng simply lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers, pouring out all the thoughts she had been unable to share with anyone these past few days.

"Mengmeng thought, 'Mengmeng can be this despicable too. She's despicable, I'm despicable, we're all despicable together.'"

"So Mengmeng also forced him to promise Mengmeng—"

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