Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

A clear boy's voice calls out the female lead's lines.

[Bai Weiran]: ! ? ?

He realized he was tied to a large tree and struggled desperately, but couldn't break free.

Before them, Xia Yanle and a girl with heterochromia were engaged in a duel, one large and one small.

The mature, yandere woman stood with her hands in the pockets of her white lab coat, which billowed in the wind. With her back to him, she turned her head to look at the girl, a smile playing on her lips. The next second, the girl with heterochromia rushed forward, right in front of Xia Yanle. Xia Yanle calmly extended his hand, pinched his index finger and thumb into a circle, and aimed it at the girl's forehead—

In the blink of an eye, just as she was about to be hit, the girl with heterochromia dodged with an uncanny flexibility that made people question the limits of human capability, then jumped up again, extending her tiny finger and aiming it at Xia Yanle's forehead.

The next second she was sent flying—

He lay motionless on the ground.

Then, after a short while, she crawled up again.

[Bai Weiran] heard himself let out a frustrated and defeated groan, and questioned loudly.

"...Why resort to violence? Why fight? Wouldn't it be better to just recite the Three Character Classic?!"

— Obviously, that's not good.

Because the blue-eyed mature woman turned her head to look at him and smiled elegantly.

"Hello, when we women handle things, can men just shut up?"

With a raised hand, Bai Weiran immediately noticed that his lips were closed, his microphone was forcibly muted, and he could only make a whimpering sound.

The situation repeated itself several times, until the little yandere was beaten to the ground and couldn't get up.

She had been defeated, but Xia Yanle didn't seem happy. Instead, she clenched her fist and rested it on her chin, lost in thought.

She had a simple and straightforward plan.

It's called the "Resentment Transfer Plan".

This made Mingguang realize that he was a huge obstacle between her and Mr. Weiran.

She had two steps. The first step was to attract Mingguang's attention.

She used the reason that "because I understand him, and you don't, Mr. Weiran prefers to play with me" as bait to propose a game.

The game is simple: flick foreheads.

Mingguang wins as long as he can flick her forehead; there is no limit to the number of times he can challenge her.

If she wins, she will tell Mr. Weiran's secret.

Although she was just saying it casually.

First of all, Mingguang has no chance of winning against her in Superman mode.

Secondly, she is not a gentleman and has no intention of keeping her promise.

The little girl, unaware of the adults' wicked intentions, foolishly charged forward, desperately trying to win against Xia Yanle.

This was exactly what Xia Yanle planned.

Once Mingguang was fully engaged in the game, Xia Yanle planned to move on to the next step.

People can be misled by their immediate goals of winning or losing, and driven by the desire to win, they forget their true purpose and original intention.

She constantly crushed her, verbally attacked her, mocked her, and forced her to quit during the game.

The goal was to make her resent her out of anger.

Bad women aren't afraid of being hated; on the contrary, they're quite happy about it.

Once you start to hate her, your focus on Mr. Weiran becomes blurred.

There are all sorts of users; Bai Weiran is the authoritative educator type, while Xia Yanle is the type who creates enemies for himself.

However, Xia Yanle's second step did not go smoothly.

Xiao Mingguang became engrossed in the forehead-flicking game.

Xia Yanle has recently even felt a sense of absurdity.

This little yandere seems to be constantly improving through the process of fighting against her.

He would come to find her at dawn and then ambush her at night. She not only enjoyed it, but whenever she was hurt, she would run back to Mr. Xiao Weiran and cry and complain, making him scold her while applying iodine to her wounds. She would shed tears, but she would still be able to bravely move forward the next day.

Xia Yanle thought, "There's no way the mission will ever end like this."

The task recipients were so engrossed in their task that they forgot all about returning home.

So where exactly did things go wrong?

All she knows is how to calculate the bad and base aspects of human nature!

She lowered her hand from her chin, sighed, and took out her phone.

"As expected, this kind of thing still needs to be done by professionals."

Tap the phone screen to send a message.

[Lan Xia: Mr. Weiran, I have a question I'd like to ask you.]

In the present world, Bai Weiran is asleep on the sofa, his phone on the coffee table beside him. As a message arrives, the screen lights up and a notification pops up.

Bai Weiran, lying on the sofa, showed no reaction.

But just as the light of the notification was about to dim, a small hand picked up the phone.

Chapter Thirty-Six: Trans-Time Communication (Part Two)

A few minutes earlier, Qin Ning and Mengmeng were sitting on the carpet next to the sofa, both looking serious.

"Then let's draw lots fairly."

Afraid of disturbing Bai Weiran who was sleeping, Qin Ning spoke very softly.

She opened a brand new deck of cards and showed it to Mengmeng.

"Each person draws a card, and we compare the highest-ranking cards. Whoever has the highest-ranking card makes the decision, is that alright?"

Qin Ning and Mengmeng couldn't reach an agreement on who should stay and who should leave.

However, neither of them accepted the option of staying at the same time; they both wanted to kick the other out.

Mengmeng nodded in agreement, while Hongguoguo's eyes suddenly narrowed as she stared at Qin Ning suspiciously.

"...You didn't cheat, did you?"

Qin Ning gave Mengmeng a haughty, disdainful look and began shuffling the cards in front of her.

"You can see clearly the whole process whether I cheated or not."

In fact, Qin Ning did cheat.

All's fair in war; the business world is like a battlefield.

She thinks that Mengmeng has no loss from going to school, and she pays the tuition herself, so it's reasonable for her to use some tricks to achieve her goal of staying.

The neatly arranged deck of cards was shuffled several times and completely shuffled, while Qin Ning had secretly hidden an Ace of Spades in her sleeve.

She pretended to draw a card and held it in her palm.

Mengmeng also drew a card.

Just as they were about to open the door, the phone on the table vibrated slightly due to a message notification.

Driven by a yandere-like, infuriating intuition, they both turned their heads at the same time, staring at their phones, and simultaneously stopped playing cards. They glanced at each other, and then Mengmeng reached out first, took the phone, looked at the screen, and then silently turned the screen towards Qin Ning.

[Lanxia has sent you a message]

Their expressions both darkened at the same time. Mengmeng took her phone and walked into the bedroom, while Qin Ning stood up after her.

The password is a completely unoriginal birthday. Unlock and open the app's chat window.

Xia Yanle was still waiting for Bai Weiran's response, but instead of a message, her phone was buzzing.

It is a call request.

Xia Yanle stared at the request and raised an eyebrow slightly.

She keenly sensed that something was wrong.

The app's friend chat is indeed not limited to text messages; it can also make phone calls.

But she and Bai Weiran never spoke on the phone.

This is Bai Weiran's gentle way of avoiding the issue.

Words are always more distant than sound, separated by a layer.

When you hear the other person's voice, you instantly realize that it is a living, breathing person, and the flat surface becomes three-dimensional.

Moreover, he didn't want to acknowledge her identity, keeping her at a distance and chatting with her only as an online friend.

Xia Yanle knew this, but she had no intention of closing that distance right now.

She's not in a hurry.

She patiently waited to see what would happen after the mission was over.

Enjoy every step of the process.

Now he's calling on his own initiative?

This is completely out of character for Mr. Weiran.

After the eighth ring, Xia Yanle was certain that this was not a wrong number; the other party was genuinely trying to reach her, persistently, with a clear purpose.

She answered the call.

Then she didn't say anything, not even a "hello," and just waited quietly for the other side.

A smile played on her lips, a vague idea forming in her mind, and her heart began to race slightly with excitement.

That's awesome!

I really like Mr. Weiran!

I also really like the flowers that Mr. Weiran cultivated!