Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

"Hey... Bai Weiran, if you don't get up, I'm going to kiss you!"

Bai Weiran still didn't move.

Alright, a sneak attack!!

Mengmeng pouted, closed her eyes, put her hands on the sofa, and leaned forward with all her might, aiming for Bai Weiran's lips—and then kissed his cheek.

Mengmeng was extremely frustrated. She opened her eyes and was met with a cold, condescending mockery.

"What a useless little brat!"

The gleam in Mengmeng's eyes disappeared. She leaned against the sofa and looked at Qin Ning, who was standing behind the sofa with her chin resting on her hand. She had just taken a shower, and a snow-white towel was hanging in her hair. The ends of her long hair were slightly wet and curled, and the wetness wrapped around her little face. She looked less arrogant than usual and more gentle and vulnerable.

But his behavior and tone were anything but gentle.

"That's not how you are, dear."

Qin Ning reached out and placed one hand on Bai Weiran's chest. With lightning speed, she leaned over from behind the chair and kissed his lips gently.

He did what Mengmeng wanted to do but couldn't.

After the kiss, he even licked his lips provocatively and raised an eyebrow.

"You understand? That's what real family is all about!"

Mengmeng jumped up and pounced, and the two wrestled behind the sofa.

Bai Weiran sat up from his half-awake state and saw two sickly girls twisted together like a pretzel, each covering the other's lips with one hand and looking disgusted. They had obviously almost accidentally kissed each other during their fierce fight.

Yandere characters can fight, but yuri elements are often superfluous.

Bai Weiran pulled her coat over herself and lay back down.

He fell into a deep sleep this time.

New Year approached.

I won't be going home this year; I'll stay here and celebrate the New Year with them.

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Today's update is still about the sweet and heartwarming life of Wei Ran and the yandere characters (o゜▽゜)o☆

Chapter 48 Shopping for New Year's Goods with the Young Lady (Part 1)

Qin Ning chatted happily with the salesperson, while Bai Weiran, carrying a bag of ingredients in each hand, sat on a comfortable sofa chair with his eyebrows raised high.

Have you ever felt the urge to protect a piece of beef with your life?

Bai Weiran is experiencing life for the first time.

He and Qin Ning were out shopping for New Year's goods.

While it's called "preparing," in this era where everything can be delivered to your door, there's really no need to go out—especially since the New Year's dishes have already been prepared at home.

Here's the thing—Bai Weiran's cooking skills are so-so, but he has a heart that takes life seriously. The Bai family has always had a fine tradition of making their own New Year's dishes, and there's no reason for it to be broken in his hands. With two sickly girls by his side, there's no need to expect anything from Miss Qin Ning, and Mengmeng is useless. This year, he'll have to do it all himself for the Spring Festival.

Bai Weiran asked her mother for the simplest New Year's dish recipe and watched some short videos on Douyin (TikTok), such as "[Teaching you how to make a dish in three minutes]". Full of confidence, Bai Weiran tried it herself. As a result, the video was only three minutes long, but she spent two hours in the kitchen and still hadn't finished making it.

It turns out that short videos are all deceptive clickbait titles.

This also proves that the skill level required for game developers is far from that of a master chef preparing New Year's dishes.

Before Bai Weiran could finish his work, Qin Ning, feeling sorry for her brother, prepared the New Year's dishes.

She originally wanted to have the chef from a five-star hotel cook it, but when Mrs. Chen found out, she was very unhappy.

As a high-level housekeeper in a wealthy family, Aunt Chen spends her days blowing non-existent dust off the windows and enjoying her retirement with a fat parrot and an orange cat. She has a lot of skills and energy but nowhere to use them, and her days are dull and tasteless. Just when she was worried about having nothing to do, she perked up when she heard about the New Year's dishes. She strongly and firmly opposed Qin Ning ordering food from a hotel, saying that five-star hotels have no soul and lack the taste of home, and her criticism was very definite.

The chef only cares about money; he has no thought for the diners.

Chen Sao took over the task of preparing the New Year's dishes, a whopping eighteen dishes—originally twenty-eight, but Bai Weiran forcibly removed ten, so even eighteen dishes would be a struggle for the three of them.

With the New Year's dishes ready, Qin Ning dragged him out again on the morning of New Year's Eve to buy New Year's goods.

Bai Weiran originally only wanted to buy some paper-cut window decorations, Spring Festival couplets, candy, melon seeds, and potato chips, but as it turns out, poverty limits imagination.

Qin Ning said they had to make dumplings, right? She wanted beef dumplings, and Bai Weiran agreed.

Bai Weiran was thinking of walking into a small halal shop by the roadside, choosing a piece of meat, and having the owner make it into minced beef on the spot.

Qin Ning walked into a well-established Western restaurant in the city, where the average price per person was four figures. She directly asked the manager to find the owner and treated the restaurant like her own butcher shop, buying the best piece of beef that day and then mincing it in front of him.

From a four-figure price tag per customer to a single-figure dumpling filling.

Bai Weiran: …………

Qin Ning asked him if he wanted to buy anything else, and Bai Weiran's suggestion of buying some fruit rolled back down his throat.

He remembered that the upscale department store nearby sold imported greenhouse-grown peaches for 600 yuan each.

He was thinking of buying some seasonal Red Beauty strawberries and Cream strawberries from a fruit shop near his home.

It's beautiful and delicious, in season, and reasonably priced. Qin Ning likes it too.

Seeing his troubled expression, Qin Ning tilted her head, revealed her white teeth, and smiled. She didn't mind and happily pulled him along to stroll through the nearby shopping mall.

Miss Qin Ning takes better care of herself than a lazy girl like Mengmeng. She has good taste, loves to look pretty, and is not short of money. She is very comfortable shopping in malls and is always greeted by VIP rooms wherever she goes.

Bai Weiran sat on a sofa in the VIP room of an overseas jewelry brand. It was said that the brand used to design exclusively for royalty. He watched as a smiling saleswoman held up a set of earrings, necklace, bracelet, and ring with jade as the main stone, enthusiastically promoting it to Qin Ning. Her sales pitch consisted of nothing more than how limited the latest products were, how many people were vying for them, and how perfectly they suited Qin Ning.

It's really a bit like a large-scale magical realism.

He was carrying nearly two pounds of minced beef, sitting in the VIP room of a jewelry and luxury brand, a place where elegance and commonality coexisted, and the aroma of capital was filled with the warmth of everyday life.

Qin Ning was somewhat tempted by what she heard. Curious, she held the necklace up to herself, looked in the mirror, and then tilted her head to ask Bai Weiran in a low voice.

"Brother Weiran, do I look good wearing it?"

The jade is of high quality, resembling drops of vibrant dew on lotus leaves. This green color complements dark eyes and hair perfectly, embodying an Eastern aesthetic. Paired with cascading black hair, it appears exquisitely beautiful.

Bai Weiran shrugged and asked a question.

"Want the truth?"

Qin Ning pouted, and the salesperson's smile froze on half of his face.

Does this man even know how to talk? If he doesn't, he shouldn't be ruining my sales.

"...Hmm? Tell a lie first?"

"You look beautiful, the necklace looks beautiful too, you look good wearing it."

Men with dating experience are generally smarter.

"So the truth is I'm not good-looking, the necklace is not good-looking, and I don't look good wearing it!?" Qin Ning raised her eyebrows.

Girls who care about their appearance can't stand hearing this.

I don't want to hear anything else from your stiff mouth except for rainbow compliments.

Bai Weiran responded kindly, "You look good, and the necklace looks good too, but it doesn't suit you."

Qin Ning's beauty has a modern flair, with more sharp, flamboyant, and bright qualities, but less of the understated and reserved nature.

She is better suited to Western-style jewelry with main stones, such as various colored gemstones, pearls, and diamonds.

Qin Ning's lifestyle and fashion sense are quite Westernized.

Mengmeng is not picky and can eat anything for breakfast, whether it's a mix of Chinese and Western styles. She likes eggs cooked to medium-rare with homemade soy sauce. However, Qin Ning is used to eating bread or sandwiches for breakfast, with cold-pressed juice or milk. If she occasionally eats white porridge, steamed buns, or soy milk for breakfast, she looks uncomfortable.

Qin Ning tilted her head and looked at him for a long time. When their eyes met, she saw seriousness and no perfunctoriness in Bai Weiran's eyes. She covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

Yandere characters are all slightly dramatic, but not entirely dramatic.

What she really wants is genuine affection.

Even if truthful words aren't as pleasing to the ear as rainbows, she's happy because she puts her heart into it.

"Then I won't buy it!" As soon as she said that, the salesperson's hand holding the tray trembled, and his smile immediately froze.

Qin Ning took off the necklace and casually placed it on the tray.

The salesperson said he would bring a few more models over for Qin Ning to see, but before leaving, he didn't forget to give Bai Weiran a sidelong glance.

You big-eyed, thick-browed guy actually betrayed us, the working class revolutionaries!

The yandere girl saw this, and her smile immediately vanished, her eyes turning deep.

"Who does she think she is? I'm not coming here again."

Bai Weiran reached out and pinched her cheek, using the White Priest's purification spell on the yandere girl's darkened state.

"If you don't like it, just don't choose it again. Find another salesperson. This brand is fine. There's no need to generalize. I see there are many other nice designs in the store."

In the consumer market, everyone is acting in their own self-interest. His advice to Qin Ning not to buy it naturally displeased those who needed to boost their sales figures.

It concerns eating.

Understanding does not equate to forgiveness; there must always be some countermeasures, otherwise it is merely a sign of weakness and vulnerability.

Qin Ning sighed, sat on his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kicked her small feet in high-heeled ankle boots. She was both youthful and lively, yet charming and coquettish.

A normally aloof cat can be incredibly adorable when it tries to be affectionate.

Bai Weiran had to admit that he was quite susceptible to Qin Ning's charm.

Chapter 49 Shopping for New Year's Goods with the Young Lady (Part 2) (3K, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

"Brother Weiran, I hate it when you're all serious and lecturing." She leaned very close, in a way that was completely different from Mengmeng's, a strong ambiguity that held a certain tension between the sexes. As she spoke, her lips would occasionally brush against her cheek, sending waves of slightly tingling, warm, and soft sensations through her.

"But I also love the way you talk about reason in a serious manner."

"...Your logic is contradictory."

"Because I know that when you're giving a serious lecture, you often say things I don't like to hear." She chuckled.

"But when you're being so serious and reasonable, it makes my heart itch, I can't stand it, I really want to pounce on you, tie you to the bed, and then slowly cut your clothes with a knife." Her fingers gently hooked Bai Weiran's collar, and then slowly slid down her chest.

Using her delicate fingertips as sharp as blades, she gently hooked the edge of her trousers and lightly bit her lower lip.

"Hey, Weiran-gege, what kind of expression will you have then?"

Her voice trembled slightly with excitement at the end.