Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Chapter Thirty-One: A Feud with a Sweet Touch (3K)

Bai Weiran sent a company message to a friend he knew.

After the establishment of the new business unit was confirmed, some people from the game department voluntarily transferred there because they were interested in the projects of the new business unit.

Manga is one of them.

Manzai and Bai Weiran have no overlap in their work projects; they are just friends who eat together.

Breakfast and midnight snack.

Bai Weiran was always the first to arrive at the company for the project and the first to have breakfast. Manzai was also one of the first members to arrive for their project. He often met Bai Weiran in the dining area. After a while, the two started chatting and added each other on WeChat. Because they both worked late, they even shared a late-night snack a few times.

He was experiencing burnout from his work in the manzai (traditional Japanese comedy) industry, and since he had always loved virtual YouTubers, he voluntarily transferred to the business unit.

[Manzai: Why are you suddenly asking me about our new streamer? Hehe, you're hooked too?]

[Bai Weiran: I saw the reviews were very good, so I came to congratulate you. The content is very unique, and I saw the audience feedback was also very positive. I'm curious, where did you find the host? Do you hold open auditions?]

[Manzai: Sigh, what external selection? We didn't have time for that! We were terrified! Even CEO Han said he was going to abandon the project.]

Manzai recounted what had happened that day to Bai Weiran, who then learned the detailed reason why Qin Ning stood him up at their last-minute date.

[Manzai comedy: The current anchor's persona is that of a friend of President Qin.]

Man Cai is a senior planner who can participate in meetings and have direct contact with Qin Ning, but Han Xin has issued a gag order, and no one is telling anyone that the boss once went on an incognito trip to the game department as an intern.

When referring to him publicly, always use "General Manager Qin" as his name.

[Manzai: We were racking our brains that day, and then she showed up like a little goddess with her lunchbox. Oh my, my heart almost jumped out of my mouth! It was like the loli I'd been dreaming of had descended to earth... Although she was a bit older—I personally think a loli shouldn't be older than thirteen, but she looked sixteen or seventeen... I regret meeting her so late!]

Do you like thirteen-year-olds?

Bai Weiran: ...You're really something.

[Manzai: It's alright! I guess it's not illegal, right? Anyway, we temporarily designed a new anchor image based on her appearance, and it received rave reviews within our group. It's much better than the previous anchor image. Thank goodness, it's a blessing in disguise, turning a crisis into an opportunity—]

Bai Weiran frowned when he saw this.

Qin Ning and Mengmeng really do know each other.

But the question is, how did they meet?

That's unreasonable; they even come from two different worlds.

If a yandere were to become aware of each other's existence, they would definitely fight, and it wouldn't be surprising if blood flowed like a river.

But so far, the only situation he has encountered is two people simultaneously making 99+ calls to him.

Just as he was thinking about it, another message came in from the manzai comedy troupe.

[Manzai: I heard this streamer lives with President Qin. Sigh, I'm so envious—the daily life of beautiful girls sticking together—]

Bai Weiran's mood changed as follows—

"........."

"…………!!"

"………………!?"

So, as soon as Mengmeng left him, she moved into Qin Ning's house, right?

What's going on with two yanderes living under one roof?

Xx

Mrs. Chen stared in disbelief at the tense situation before her.

"Mengmeng, eat more meat. You've been working so hard, you've lost weight." Qin Ning smiled and placed a piece of steak with a 70% fat and 30% lean ratio on Mengmeng's plate.

Normally, the fat from the edges of the beef would be removed and used to render butter for frying, but Qin Ning did not do that today. She told Aunt Chen not to cut it, and to fry it until it was juicy and fatty, and then directly put it on Mengmeng's plate.

Mengmeng doesn't like fatty meat.

The white-haired girl pouted, then quickly smiled again.

"How could that be? It's Ningning who's worked so hard. Ningning, eat more meat! Here, let Mengmeng cut it for you!"

He cut the meat Qin Ning gave him in two with a single stroke and then forked it back onto Qin Ning's plate.

"No, this is my heartfelt thanks. You've helped me so much, I want to thank you. Eat more, beef is hard to digest, let me chop it up for you."

The poor beef, cut into four pieces, then into eight, was fiercely minced by the two girls' back-and-forth struggle. Mincing wasn't enough; the two girls then took imported steak knives and began to clash, going from sitting to standing, and from standing to standing on chairs. Aunt Chen sat opposite them, holding a knife and fork, watching the two girls rise higher and higher.

"Ningning took me in, Ningning is the one who's good to me, Ningning, eat!"

"This is nothing, the company project is the important thing. You've helped me a lot, Mengmeng, eat up!"

The sweet smile was laced with gunpowder, and the clanging sounds were incessant. The parrot, never having seen anything like it, flapped its wings and circled around excitedly, singing a song of universal celebration and good fortune in its cage.

Your happy home is now blooming with flowers!

Qin Ning tilted her head to the left, dodging Mengmeng's blade that brushed past her ear. Two strands of her hair were severed and fell lightly to the ground.

Good luck to you!

Mengmeng leaned back and dodged the blade coming straight at her; her waist strength was comparable to that of the protagonist of The Matrix.

The parrots sang in the background, and the clash of swords and the bloodshed seemed to slow down amidst the joy and merriment.

Good fortune brought joy and love.

Aunt Chen stood up, pointed her finger at the two of them with a fierce look, and the parrot raised its neck and sang excitedly.

Good luck is coming to us!

"You two, get down here!!!" Aunt Chen roared like a thunderclap from a clear sky. The two girls paused, simultaneously withdrawing their hands, as cowardly as Sun Wukong seeing Tang Sanzang. The clanging of swords fell silent, leaving only the silly parrot happily finishing its business.

May good fortune and prosperity reach all corners of the world!

Mrs. Chen put her hands on her hips and cursed fiercely.

"Sit down, all of you!!"

"Tableware is for eating, not for playing with. Food is grown and raised by many working people with great effort, and it's not for you to mess around with. How can you do this to these people?"

Mrs. Chen was furious. Without even taking a deep breath, she launched into a long, arduous account of how humankind invented fire in prehistoric times, evolved into the agricultural era, and then into the era of animal husbandry. Her expression of disappointment and frustration forced the two girls to remember the hardships they had endured and appreciate the kindness of their ancestors.

He took a breath and started cursing again, starting with the endless cycle of life, making the two of them grateful to the cow because it provided food. Eating is an important part of human life, inevitably taking the lives of other animals. Respecting them and cherishing life without reservation is a universal principle.

All I can say is that a cultured butler is different.

Qin Ning and Yu Mengmeng looked at each other in bewilderment after being scolded.

After scolding her enough, Aunt Chen sat down, resting her chin on her hand, her small eyes darting back and forth between the two men.

"You two have been acting strange lately, what's wrong? Did you have a fight?"

They were so sweet and loving before, relying on each other, but now?

Even a fool could see that there was something fishy going on between the two; they were always at odds.

The two girls glanced at each other, then simultaneously looked away, refusing to look at each other.

Aunt Chen had no choice but to sigh and tell the two to eat quickly so the food wouldn't get cold. She had put so much effort into making the food, and she couldn't let it be wasted like that.

That evening, Mrs. Chen stayed a little longer, hoping to chat with both of them and help them resolve their inner conflicts. However, when these two stubborn and obsessive individuals got into a bad mood, they were not easily appeased. Both of them pouted, turned their faces away, and looked defiant. Mrs. Chen could only pat them on the shoulder and go home first.

After Aunt Chen left, the two ignored each other, closed the door, and locked themselves inside.

Qin Ning was combing her hair in front of the dressing table. Her thick, soft black hair was cascading down her back. She looked at herself in the mirror, paused halfway through combing, and slowly turned her head to look at the wall she shared with Mengmeng's room.

The girl wearing gaming headphones turned her head and stared at the wall; neither of them said a word.

Some things are known to both sides, but neither side has the heart to tear the last piece of the cloth.

Because I can't figure out how to face each other after things have broken down.

They were playfully fighting, half of it real and half fake, and they were both torn between their feelings.

The two turned around at the same time, acting as if nothing had happened; one combed her hair, and the other played a game.

But they all vaguely sensed that the moment of rupture was approaching.

Xx

As soon as Bai Weiran entered the bar, Wu Ji waved to him happily.

"Young Master Bai, over here, over here."

There was another person with Wu Ji.

Bai Weiran took the initiative to sit next to the other person and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

"How are things going, Li Liang? Is everything alright with the operations team?"

Li Liang didn't wear those suave, scoundrel-like glasses; instead, he wore thick-rimmed glasses that looked more like a student's. He also stopped wearing his white shirt and started wearing a dark green knit sweater with reddish-brown patterns. Standing still, he looked a bit like a Christmas tree, and he had lost his arrogant air, his back slightly hunched.

He transformed from a spirited, annoying person into a gentle, harmless young man.

Li Liang didn't answer Bai Weiran, but took out his phone to look at the time on it, his tone flat.

"Bai Weiran, you are ten minutes late."

Bai Weiran and Wu Ji exchanged a smile.

Li Liang is an extremely punctual person and is very bothered by being late.

"I won't do it again next time. I had something to do before I left." He said as he sat down and gestured to the bartender.

The bartender served each of the three a glass of tequila, with sea salt on the rim and a slice of lemon.

After drinking the wine, quickly slurp up a lemon; the wine and citric acid create an indescribable refreshing sensation.

After one drink, a blush rose on Li Liang's face, and the three of them started chatting.

"Did you know, Young Master Bai? Li Liang said he's been rejected yet again."

"Huh?" Bai Weiran looked surprised.

Wu Ji was single by choice, while Li Liang was single by choice.

He is a very serious, old-fashioned person who believes in marriage when it comes to dating, but his relationships often fail before they even begin.

It's just that classic line—[The person I like doesn't like me, and the person I don't like likes me.]