Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

He reached out to grab and stop Qin Ning, thinking she was a delicate young lady who would be easy to catch. However, the girl reacted surprisingly quickly. His hand was almost about to grab her slender fingers when she reacted swiftly, turning around and pulling her hand back with the agility of a cat.

His cold, impatient expression turned into extreme disgust, his deep, dark eyes suddenly losing their light.

It was so profound and terrifying that it sent a chill down Cao Shuang's spine, and his hand froze in mid-air.

He heard the girl's voice, delicate and crisp, yet dismissive and indifferent.

"...You don't think you're being funny, do you, sir?"

"Oh God, if anyone has given you this impression, then it is truly a sin of God."

Qin Ning was extremely impatient because she was eager to go upstairs to find out what was going on, and she was repeatedly blocked from her way.

"...You don't think...you're handsome, do you?"

"I don't see how handsome you are, but I know your amazing thing is your thick skin. This skin can be thick or thin, big or small. Yours is both big and thick, and you don't even know it."

Unlike Bai Weiran, who dislikes talking too much and makes people slap themselves when he does something, Qin Ning became impatient and started spewing venomous words.

The more venomous their words, the sweeter their smile.

As she spoke, she slowly and deliberately took off her gloves.

Qin Ning almost got her hand touched just now. Although it didn't actually happen, it felt like ants were crawling on her hand.

The young lady couldn't stand this kind of treatment at all.

She held the exquisite lace gloves in her right hand and raised them until they were level with Cao Shuang's eyes.

"And let me tell you something else: this kind of champagne doesn't need to be shaken at all."

"Shaking is to let the red wine breathe, while champagne can be drunk straight. If you shake it like that, it will come into excessive contact with air, and it deserves to turn sour. It wasn't sour to begin with; it's because you shook it so much that it turned sour."

"Don't show off if you don't have the skill—you've ruined this wine."

As she finished speaking, Qin Ning released her grip, and the lace glove fluttered off her hand.

As they landed, she and Cao Shuang locked eyes.

Cao Shuang stared in astonishment, while Qin Ning remained expressionless and turned away from the other side.

The moment the lace gloves hit the ground, she had already swiftly climbed the stairs to the second floor, leaving the whole incident behind.

For her, it would be a waste of time to even think about someone like that.

Cao Shuang was so angry that his face turned pale. When he came to his senses, he found many questioning eyes on him. He had to cough and pretend to be calm and nonchalant.

He stared intently at the lace gloves on the ground, a dark glint flashing in his eyes.

When Qin Ning arrived on the second floor, she didn't see anyone outside the changing room. Puzzled, she pushed the door open and went inside.

Sister Yang and her assistant are re-arranging An Qin's hair.

They were startled when Qin Ning suddenly entered.

Yang Jie immediately thought that Qin Ning had come up to check on the situation.

Compared to An Qin, Qin Ning was clearly the one in charge of making the decisions.

An Qin's outfit today, from her hairstyle to her clothing, was entirely decided by Qin Ning and the others.

An Qin only said one thing from beginning to end: "I'll listen to Miss Qin."

Despite being the one being dressed up, she had no thoughts of her own and could only look at Qin Ning with a smile.

From her eyes, you could see that she completely trusted Qin Ning's judgment and believed that what Qin Ning said was the best choice.

As soon as Qin Ning entered, her gaze fell on An Qin, and she stared at her intently, her eyes narrowing.

An Qin was slightly startled by the sound of the door opening at first, but when she turned around and saw Qin Ning, she immediately showed a gentle smile.

"Miss Qin, due to time constraints, we can't restyle Miss An's hair as it was before," Sister Yang explained, pointing to An Qin.

"We can only make her a replacement for now, what do you think?"

Anqin had previously styled all her hair in a bun, with a lily pinned to the center of the bun.

Now it's just a simple dish, a lock of long hair hanging down to her left chest, and the real lilies are gone, replaced by a lily hair clip.

Faced with Sister Yang's explanation, Qin Ning remained silent and walked straight over.

His expressionless face startled Sister Yang, and even the assistant who had been making jokes earlier fell silent, shrinking into his master's side without moving.

Qin Ning stood in front of An Qin, one sitting and the other standing, their eyes meeting.

An Qin smiled at Qin Ning, but Qin Ning's expression grew even colder, and she uttered two words.

"……go out."

Although they were clearly looking at An Qin, Sister Yang and her assistant exchanged glances, then quietly walked away.

Even after they left the house, they didn't forget to stand guard outside.

After a half-minute silence, the assistant suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, stared at the door, still shaken.

"Master... what's going on?"

"Miss Qin's attitude just now scared me to death..."

"Miss Qin was arrogant and domineering before, but she never showed this kind of gloomy feeling that she was about to... kill someone. It scared me to death."

When questioned, Sister Yang remained silent, staring straight ahead, before finally responding leisurely after a long while.

"You don't know? How would I know? I know just as much about them as you do."

The assistant nodded at the reaction, but couldn't resist his curiosity and tried to eavesdrop by pressing his ear against the door. However, Sister Yang quickly pulled him back.

"Want to die? Eavesdropping?"

"...Huh? I'm just worried they might start fighting inside, right? If they do, should we go in and stop them?" the assistant said, her eyes wide and bright.

"…………"

He expressed concern verbally, his expression was worried, but his eyes gleamed with anticipation of something funny.

Sister Yang found this apprentice of hers very troublesome.

But no fight broke out inside the room.

"...You just spoke to Brother Weiran?"

"Yes."

What did you say?

In response to Qin Ning's questioning, An Qin smiled and made no attempt to hide anything, repeating exactly what she had just said, like a broken record.

Qin Ning arrived in a menacing manner, but after listening to the entire conversation, she was taken aback.

She thought Anqin was two-faced, but it turned out she wasn't.

Anqin still treated herself the same way.

Their sincerity and candor are frightening.

She always maintained a soft, humble demeanor when making her requests.

Having guessed Qin Ning's thoughts, An Qin smiled gently and offered her explanation.

Sincerity is the best medicine.

"Miss Qin, I am a very stupid person."

“I am not as smart as you, nor as smart as Mr. Bai. I may not understand many things, but I do know very well where the limits of my intelligence are.”

"So I can't play two stories, and I don't know how to tell one lie and then cover it up with another. I only know one thing, and what I'm telling you is all I know."

“Especially someone as good to me as you, I can’t think of any reason to lie to you.”

An Qin stood up with a smile, reached out to hold Qin Ning's hand, and gently pushed her to sit down in her original seat.

She made Qin Ning sit down, and she herself did not stand and look down.

She squatted down, knelt beside Qin Ning, looked up at her, and held her hand tightly.

A docile, open-minded attitude that makes people lower their guard.

“I would never bypass you without Miss Qin Ning’s knowledge.”

"You can order me not to do that if you want."

As she said this, her eyes sparkled.

Qin Ning fell silent, staring into An Qin's eyes—

Bai Weiran was not present, and no one interrupted this moment.

Qin Ning's lips trembled slightly.

There was still a struggle in her heart, but little by little, she was pulled down by gentle hands.

I want to believe her.

That mentality of wanting to use her as reinforcements.

This is subtly mixed with a mindset of belief.

She finally uttered a question.

"...How do I know you're telling the truth? How can you prove it to me?"

Upon hearing this, An Qin's smile deepened, her eyes sparkling.

"I can be of great help to Miss Qin..."

"For example... if anything goes wrong, I'll take the blame and you'll reap the benefits. Miss Qin won't even have to show up herself. I'll help Miss Qin make Mr. Bai feel more sorry for you. No matter what, he'll have to pay more attention to you."

“I know, I’ve heard you say that, I know you’re surrounded by a battlefield, Miss Qin.”

As An Qin spoke, she lowered her head, pressing her soft hair and cheek against Qin Ning's hand.

"I'm here to join this battlefield, to join you, not to add to your enemies—"

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Bai Weiran's Decision (4K)