Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

He did consider the platform's best-selling product, "A fit and healthy body."

But as it turns out, health is priceless, and that product was so expensive that he could afford to pay for gym memberships for ten lifetimes.

Bai Weiran is stingy, so after calculating the cost-benefit ratio, he decided to go to the gym himself.

He didn't continue speaking.

But Wu Ji, as an old friend, understood Bai Weiran better than others; he understood immediately.

Bai Weiran pushed the yandere girls to be independent, repeatedly instilling in them the idea that "it doesn't matter if I'm not there, I'm not important."

He was also very calm and gentle, and did his best to consider their needs.

A person who had finally broken free from his madness and found contentment in life chose to abandon his composure about his own death once again.

He was not self-indulgent, nor did he feel sorrow, nor did he possess any noble sentiments or lofty ideals.

I didn't argue with him about how my actions were considerate of others, or how I was torn between giving up my principles.

He spoke to him in a calm and ordinary tone, as if discussing what to eat that evening.

Wu Ji thought that without this app, Bai Weiran would have had a completely different life.

The wind blows, the balcony is silent, and the spring sunshine is warm.

"...Young Master Bai, you little devil."

"...?"

"If you keep seducing me like this, I'll eventually turn into a yandere and fall in love with you. If I can't beat you, I'll just join you! I don't even want this 'good brother' title anymore!!"

"…………??!"

A female colleague happened to look out the window at the balcony and was stunned.

Both young men looked out the window with nonchalant expressions; one was dashing and the other handsome and dashing.

They're quite pleasing to the eye, but the handsome one's ear is gushing blood.

It's incredibly surreal.

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Chapter Nine: The Young Lady Profits from Beating Up a Scumbag (3K views, please vote)

"Yeah, I just signed up for a gym."

Bai Weiran slowly packed his things, holding his phone in one hand while making a call, being checked on daily by the yandere.

Miss Qin on the other end reacted quickly and cleverly.

"Gym? Why would I go to a gym?"

"I've been working too much overtime, and I feel like my physical condition isn't what it used to be. I need to exercise more," Bai Weiran chuckled.

"Exercise is for better overtime work, to earn money for you, boss."

Qin Ning snorted.

"I don't need that little bit of money, Brother Weiran, don't try to fool me! Oh wow, are there lots of pretty girls at that gym?!" Her tone suddenly dropped a few decibels, turning sinister and sour.

Bai Weiran pondered for a moment.

Is she a pretty girl?

"There might be some."

Girls who exercise do have a more upright and slender figure, and their lines look better when they wear sportswear.

But he didn't pay much attention; he would occasionally catch a glimpse of it, but he wouldn't linger.

So he really didn't know whether they were good-looking or not.

Besides, he doesn't go to the gym to see these people.

"In fact, there are more men than women in the gym. Don't worry, I'm surrounded by men."

What was meant to be a comforting remark unexpectedly provoked a stronger reaction from Qin Ning.

"Oh wow, you once told me yourself that you weren't interested in women."

Bai Weiran was stunned for a moment; there really was such a thing—

That was his first encounter with Qin Ning.

What do you want from me?

I have no interest in women.

"…………That's ancient history, how long ago was that?" He was both amused and exasperated by the yandere girl's abnormal memory.

"I'm just a normal straight guy, don't give me weird fantasies."

"Maybe others aren't?" the yandere heiress said imperiously.

"You can't talk to women, and you're not allowed to talk to men, understand?"

"OK, no problem."

Anyway, he goes to the gym, not to chat. It would be a waste of money to buy a gym membership just to chat.

Qin Ning was pleased to hear his quick agreement and had a new idea.

"How about we build a gym in the company? That way, Weiran won't have to buy a membership outside."

Bai Weiran: …………

So you want me to set up a gym at the company?

My monthly membership fee is at most three figures. If you set up a gym in your company, and now that the company is full, you'll have to rent an entire floor, starting at six figures a month. Using an entire floor of an office building in a prime location solely for a gym isn't called being extravagant; it's called wasting money.

Bai Weiran, caught up in his frugality, spent the next forty minutes trying to persuade Qin Ning to abandon the idea, arguing how unreliable it was.

Qin Ning chuckled and deliberately argued back a couple of times before Bai Weiran coaxed her.

Wei Ran is a person who prioritizes efficiency.

If you don't listen to a sentence after it's been said once, he won't say anything more to you.

Listen to what you can hear; there's no point in saying more to those who won't listen.

But Wei Ran's brother is conflicted.

He will decide how much to say based on the depth of the relationship between the two parties.

The more ways he's willing to discuss and advise you on the same matter, the more he cares about you.

Qin Ning understood this perfectly; she enjoyed being the center of attention.

Only when she was satisfied did she wave her little hand, raise her chin, and look proud and smug.

"Alright then! Brother Weiran is right. I'll think about the gym plan again."

She can torment him again when she remembers.

Bai Weiran knew Qin Ning's little scheme was too clever, but he pretended not to understand and watched her move the abacus beads.

The subtle charm of being with someone close to you lies in the understanding yet unspoken connection.

He then asked about Qin Ning's recent situation. Compared to Mengmeng, who was still studying in China, Qin Ning had far more complaints about her life on the phone.

She initially complained about the poor environment abroad, which caused her to develop a few small pimples on her face.

Looking at the photo, Bai Weiran felt that the pimples were so small that they were almost invisible. If he could barely make them out, he thought they were quite cute with their pinkish hue—but straight men can never think like young girls.

Qin Ning's attitude was as if her face had been dented by several meteorites.

Bai Weiran thought that it was probably because Qin Ning was closer that he seemed big, while he was too far away, so he looked small.

Qin Ning is a proud young lady who values ​​her image above all else. She was at an age where beauty was her top priority. She used to be naturally beautiful and never had acne, but now that she has breakouts, it's a disaster. For several nights, Bai Weiran had to take time out of his overtime work to listen to her complaints and read her some traditional Chinese medicine treatments for acne from Baidu.

She has her smart, independent, and quick-witted side, but she also has the side of a very ordinary girl.

Of course, with the combined use of high-end medical aesthetic treatments and acne-removing products, the acne was quickly eliminated without a trace.

Qin Ning then shifted the topic to complaining about food abroad.

It's all cheese, meat, cold salads, thick soups, noodles, risotto, and pancakes covered in sauce.

She was tired of eating it.

Bai Weiran just smiled.

He found it amusing that Qin Ning, when placed within China, had a significantly more Westernized palate compared to the average person, always wanting milk, bread, and eggs for breakfast. But now that you've sent her overseas, she's unhappy, complaining that overseas chefs can't cook without red, white, and green sauces, calling them a bunch of idiots.

In fact, Qin Ning is also the stomach of China.

She prefers food, whether it's Chinese or Western, that has to be made by a Chinese chef.

The young lady is arrogant and difficult to please.

However, Qin Ning's performance in social and academic matters is much more reassuring.

Rather, it's more accurate to say they were decisive and ruthless.

Bai Weiran was holding a thermos in one hand and a cold water bottle in the other, adding warm water to the thermos. He held his phone between his cheek and shoulder and chuckled as Qin Ning mentioned something interesting.

Group assignments are unavoidable in university.

Students not only need to have relevant academic knowledge, but also the ability to communicate and collaborate in a group.

It's perfectly normal for there to be slackers in group projects; even the best schools are no exception.

Qin Ning and her classmates formed a group of four, and there were two slackers among them, one male and one female. They were just like those annoying couples in the mid lane of a mobile game, with little to no win rate, just showing off their love during the game, and their teammates dying quickly.

What are you planning to do?

Bai Weiran didn't think Qin Ning was a good girl who would settle things peacefully and make reports for four people.

But Qin Ning has a headache this time.

Another capable member of her group was a male classmate who preferred to keep the peace.