Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

"Alright, Miss Qin, is there anything you're not satisfied with?" she said, moving aside to let the mirror fully reflect Qin Ning's image.

Qin Ning smiled slightly, and the girl in the mirror smiled back.

The assistant, watching from the side, couldn't help but cover her mouth and let out a soft scream.

"I'm going to faint! How can she be so beautiful! Miss Qin, she's absolutely gorgeous!!"

This unpretentious, heartfelt scream made both Sister Yang and Qin Ning laugh.

Sister Yang instructed her assistant to fetch the gloves.

All that was left was a pair of lace gloves.

In Yang Jie's opinion, the clothes already looked good enough without these gloves.

But Qin Ning insisted on having gloves.

Sister Yang thought that this was probably Qin Ning's personal preference.

She couldn't comment much on the client's preferences.

The assistant brought over the gloves, and Qin Ning put them on while glancing casually at the door.

Sister Yang was quick-witted and immediately understood what the customer was thinking. She took the initiative to walk over, open the door, and take a look.

There was no one outside the door.

Just as she was closing the door, she heard her apprentice happily whispering in Qin Ning's ear.

“Ms. Qin Ning, I actually think you look better with your hair up. Why don’t you consider this hairstyle?”

Sister Yang: …………

Well, to put it another way, you have a path to heaven but choose not to take it, and you barge into hell when there's no way out.

I'm really worried about my apprentice's future.

Sister Yang immediately took three steps at a time and walked over to them, pushing her apprentice, who was chattering incessantly and was about to reach out to touch Qin Ning's long, wavy hair, aside.

"I just checked, there's no one outside the door."

Qin Ning's smile vanished instantly. Her hands, clad in lace gloves, gripped the hem of her skirt, and a hint of unhappiness appeared in her eyes and brows.

Why wasn't Brother Weiran waiting for her outside?

She wanted to show it to him first!

She wanted to see him smile at her, his eyes sparkling with amazement and admiration.

Just imagining that scene made her as happy as if she had been drinking, her whole body felt dizzy, and she just wanted to chuckle to herself.

This dress was a matching set for him; he wore a silver-gray suit, and she wore a silver-gray skirt. When they stood out, everyone knew they were a couple.

An Qin's light pink dress made her look like a third party, completely out of place.

Even though Qin Ning felt that An Qin posed no threat at all, she still subconsciously plotted against her in various ways.

Yang Jie, observing Qin Ning's expression, knew that she was being petulant and unhappy, and a hint of amusement crept into her eyes.

This pretty girl is more adorable than anything else when she throws a tantrum.

"Miss Qin, shall I go and fetch Mr. Bai for you?"

Just as Qin Ning was about to nod, her assistant interrupted.

"I just went out to get something and I saw Mr. Bai. He went to the balcony."

It was just a fleeting glimpse; I saw a figure in a silver-gray suit disappear in a flash.

"I'll go get Mr. Bai! Miss Qin Ning is so beautiful, he'll definitely like her too." The assistant said excitedly as she ran towards the door.

Designers also treat people as creators of their works.

Now that I have such a beautiful work, I am naturally overjoyed and can't wait to find someone to see it.

But just as her hand touched the doorknob, Qin Ning called out to her.

"No need, I'll go find him myself."

She wasn't the type to passively wait; dressed so beautifully, she couldn't wait to take the initiative to find him.

Sister Yang and her assistant stood inside the room watching Qin Ning push open the door and leave. With her delicate lace hands gracefully lifting her skirt, she walked out with a slight hunch, like a runaway princess.

The assistant couldn't help but rest his chin on his hand, his eyes sparkling with emotion.

"Master, this is so romantic! I can just imagine the scene." She took a deep breath, her eyes dreamy.

"Mr. Bai looked at the view outside the balcony. He was worried about the process of this art exhibition, those tedious and work-related things. He sighed and took a deep drag on his cigarette..."

Sister Yang interrupted her apprentice's daydream, "I remember Mr. Bai doesn't smoke."

"Hey, Master, smoking is pretty cool, so don't interrupt my train of thought, or I'll have to start over."

As Sister Yang packed up her toolbox, she rolled her eyes.

This apprentice is good in every way and makes rapid progress, except that he is talkative and has too many delusions.

She thought to herself, but a faint smile played on her lips.

But that's what she liked about her apprentice.

Life is too serious and tiring.

So she shrugged and continued listening to her apprentice recite aloud.

He took a deep drag on his cigarette, his expression melancholy, his lips pressed tightly together. Inadvertently, in that instant—wow! He saw a beautiful woman, so beautiful as to be dreamlike, her appearance unlike anything in this world, like a dreamlike, ethereal maiden from Andromeda descended from the Milky Way.

"In that instant, he forgot his troubles." The assistant clasped his hands together, his devout eyes sparkling.

"Like all men and women in love, reason ceases to exist. He stood still, and she stood still too—she smiled and gazed at him, her eyes full of tenderness. She reached out her hand to him, and he walked forward as if mesmerized. He took her small hand, clad in a lace glove, as if worshipping a unique and sacred object."

"Then their eyes met, then the world began to spin, and then a beautiful song drifted from afar—"

"Oh~ This is love, this is love~ This is the feeling of love, so captivating, so alluring, that one glance is enough to make you his captive~~"

Upon hearing this, Sister Yang couldn't maintain her serious expression and burst out laughing.

The atmosphere in the locker room was cheerful for a moment.

Unfortunately, the assistant guessed the beginning but not the ending.

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After the rain clouds in the sky dispersed for the last time, the young man on the balcony was stunned, his hands raised in a gesture of surrender, while the tea-haired girl wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him tightly.

His mind went blank, but even so, he remembered that he couldn't let the rain fall.

Anqin's embrace was gentle and soft, like a cloud enveloping her, her body supple and slender.

Being close by, the faint, refreshing scent of lilies emanating from her hair could be smelled.

Anqin has never hugged anyone.

She has a natural inclination to please others and seek recognition; it seems to be an innate, deep-seated desire.

But those feelings are different from now.

Now, a different feeling arises from the bottom of my heart—a soft and warm feeling.

She pressed her hand to her chest and heard the young man's heartbeat. After a moment of panic, she regained her composure.

She let go of his hand and looked up at him.

Seeing his bewildered expression, she laughed instead, a shy yet triumphant smile on her face.

The girl with tea-colored hair smiled sweetly, her hands behind her back, standing still, as obedient as an innocent little dove.

Bai Weiran was bewildered. He looked at his raised hands and remained silent for a while before lowering them.

His rational logic no longer works.

I don't understand what's going on.

He scanned Anqin's expression.

What exactly was this hug—

She remained gentle, just as she always was.

There were no passionate words of love, no maniacal smiles, and no dramatic actions.

He doesn't look like he's having a relapse of his illness at all.

An Qin finally tilted her head and reached out her hand.

Seeing that it seemed like they were about to press their bodies together, Bai Weiran immediately took a step back.

An Qin didn't mind, so she kept her outstretched hand, keeping a hand's width of distance between them, and didn't get any closer.

"I wasn't thinking about anything else."

"Mr. Bai... I just wanted to be kind to you."

The tone was so gentle it sounded like a humble plea.

But before they could get a response, a haughty, clear, and indifferent remark cut straight into their conversation.

"...He doesn't need you to be nice to him."

Just as the assistant described the situation.

A charming starry fairy, carrying a skirt that resembles a galaxy, walks gracefully towards us.

She stubbornly raised her chin, her eyes filled with barely concealed anger, her large, clear eyes narrowed.

Chapter Twenty-Three: I Will Be Good to You Too (4K)

The sun shone warmly on the balcony, but the temperature here suddenly dropped several degrees.

The black-haired girl's cat-like eyes were filled with murderous intent; at first glance, she looked like an angry little leopard.

She lifted her skirt, her stilettos clicking on the ground like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, piercing straight between the two, separating them without hesitation, and shielding Bai Weiran behind her.

He glared at An Qin with hostility, his entire body on high alert.