Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

With people like that around, the environment of this art exhibition is ruined.

It also caused her to lose a pair of gloves.

She wore it because her brother Weiran liked seeing her wear it.

I ended up throwing away my gloves because of some annoying guy, and I didn't have a spare. What bad luck!

Qin Ning, with her own plans in mind, pulled Bai Weiran and headed downstairs.

Go down and immediately call security to get that person to leave!

A good dog doesn't block the way, but this bad dog blocked her way three times.

Qin Ning had nothing else on her mind at the moment, and immediately harbored resentment towards Cao Shuang. Her stiletto heels clicked as she walked at lightning speed, like an elegant princess walking at the pace of a world-class race.

Bai Weiran was alright, but An Qin had to jog to catch up.

An Qin's gaze shifted to the backs of the two people in front of her, her smile sweet and gentle.

Finally, it settled on the youth.

An Qin was staring at the young man's back when he suddenly stopped in front of the stairs. He exclaimed "Eh?", frowned, straightened his expression, and took Qin Ning's hand.

"...Qin Ning, where are your gloves?"

Qin Ning was taken aback by Bai Weiran's sudden question and was momentarily stunned.

It wasn't because he was confused by the question, but because Bai Weiran's expression was serious, as if this were a very important matter, and he asked her with a serious face.

The mere mention of gloves reminded Qin Ning of Cao Shuang, instantly filling her with both physical and psychological disgust.

He didn't want to mention that greasy guy in front of Bai Weiran.

She just wanted to secretly have someone throw him out.

"I accidentally got the gloves dirty, so I just threw them away," she replied casually.

Bai Weiran's reaction was to put a hand on her shoulder and push Qin Ning to turn halfway around and walk back.

“I remember you have a spare pair. I’ll go back with you to get them.”

Qin Ning: ………………?

She clearly remembered that she didn't have any spare gloves.

She knew about this, and Bai Weiran knew about it too.

Brother Weiran, have you forgotten?

Qin Ning was suspicious, but she didn't want to tell An Qin about it.

When the two of them are together, she can indulge herself and bully others to her heart's content, but when a third party is present, Qin Ning is extremely protective of the person she likes's reputation.

She obediently let him push her along.

Just as An Qin was about to follow them, she took a step forward, but the young man raised his hand to stop her.

"This is your art exhibition."

“You are the owner of this art exhibition. How can it work if the owner isn’t here? You can’t always be with us.”

"You should get off right now!"

Because Qin Ning was being pushed to face forward, she didn't see the expressions on Bai Weiran and An Qin's faces as they spoke.

She didn't notice anything unusual, only that Bai Weiran's tone of voice was as gentle as usual.

However, Bai Weiran's expression was very cold when facing An Qin.

Polite to the point of being indifferent.

He used to be polite to An Qin, but he always maintained a warm attitude.

The warmth of human connection vanished instantly; the dark eyes were devoid of light, sending chills down one's spine.

It's almost suffocating.

This was an expression that neither Qin Ning nor Mengmeng had ever seen before.

But if Xia Yanle were here, she would feel extremely familiar.

This is him from back then, Bai Weiran as a child, with the exact same expression.

When he wants to distance himself from someone, it can be chilling.

An Qin opened her eyes wide to look at him, her smile vanished, and her pale lips parted slightly.

They were clearly bewildered by his drastic change in attitude.

But she eventually lowered her head and obediently agreed.

"Okay, Mr. Bai, I'll go now."

The girl with brown hair turned and walked away, without any deliberate embellishment, and without revealing any sadness or abandonment.

She simply accepted it willingly, having been used to this kind of thing countless times before. She quietly held onto the stair railing and walked down the stairs until she entered the crowd on the first floor.

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Qin Ning leaned against an exquisite pillar on the second floor, peering down through the veil of gauze curtains.

"Actually, you don't need to be so secretive," Bai Weiran reminded her.

"You are now invisible as well."

Qin Ning said "Oh," as if suddenly realizing something, then turned to look at Bai Weiran standing beside her, blinked her bright eyes, and suddenly smiled slyly.

"Brother Weiran, so no one will see what we do now?"

"Should we do something bad? Something really bad and exciting? Since nobody can see it?"

His tone was wicked, yet soft and gentle, carrying a hint of ambiguous imagination.

It gives a strong suggestion, the kind that makes your heart race.

Bai Weiran glanced at her calmly.

"At such a young age, all you have left is your mouth, Qin Ning. This habit is not good."

Qin Ning loves to flirt with people, but she has the desire but not the courage to act on it; she just listens and then lets it go.

Qin Ning's thoughts were exposed, she pouted and snorted.

Since she was invisible, she decided to abandon all pretense of appearance and rested her chin on the armrest to look down.

She and Bai Weiran were looking in the same direction.

The tea-haired girl was surrounded by a large group of people, her slender figure seemingly about to be swallowed up by the overwhelming crowd.

He looked timid, awkward, flustered, and helpless, his face pale.

He stammered in response to all sorts of questions from those people.

His eyes kept glancing upstairs, but since he couldn't see them, his gaze could only wander aimlessly back and forth.

Then he lowered his head again and answered the crowd's questions with difficulty.

Qin Ning couldn't help but feel a little anxious looking at the answer.

A person who works efficiently will be more anxious than someone who hesitates.

"Brother Weiran, are we not going down?"

"Hmm, I'm not going down."

"When will it be over?"

"Until the end of the art exhibition."

"…………?!"

“We’ve already done enough for her,” Bai Weiran said calmly.

"We can't keep helping her forever, what will happen to her in the future?"

Qin Ning immediately felt guilty after hearing those words, and blinked her large, clear eyes.

"Hey, Brother Weiran, I have an idea..."

"Qin Ning".

Bai Weiran suddenly called her name, and Qin Ning immediately stopped talking.

She sensed an unusual atmosphere from the call, and a feeling of pressure washed over her.

He usually spoiled her, indulging her with almost no limits.

However, Qin Ning knew that once Bai Weiran had made up his mind, she herself could not be swayed.

Now was the time, and he made his decision.

“Everyone has their own path to walk, there’s nothing we can do about it,” Bai Weiran said slowly.

He sympathized with An Qin and could empathize with her sadness.

But An Qin chose to start with Qin Ning—

He pursed his lips, his thoughts pulled back to reality by Qin Ning's exclamation.

"Ah, it's that greasy guy!" Qin Ning covered her mouth, her tone full of disgust, her little fists flailing wildly in the air.

Greasy guy?

Bai Weiran took a closer look, and his expression immediately darkened.

Why is Cao Shuang here when he should be in jail?

He walked through the crowd to An Qin, his face arrogant and smug, as if an emperor had arrived at the scene.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Way to Easily Destroy a Young Girl (7K)

The tea party in the lobby on the first floor was completely quiet.

The light from the low-hanging crystal chandelier shimmered, illuminating the life-sized painting in the lobby.