Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

The girl in the painting is holding a heart, which is refracted by the crystals on the chandelier.

Like a sparkling crystal heart.

An Qin stood in front of her painting, gazing silently at Cao Shuang as he walked towards her, her large, brown eyes wide open.

The sudden turn of events, like a catfish plunging into a pond, silenced the other reporters who had been surrounding An Qin and bombarding her with questions.

Seeing An Qin and Cao Shuang locked eyes, they keenly realized that this was probably a bit of gossip.

People like to see beautiful things, but they like to see beautiful things destroyed even more.

The reporters all had sharp eyes; just by looking at Cao Shuang's demeanor, they immediately felt there was something going on.

His eyes were cloudy and his steps were unsteady; it was obvious he had spent too much time in drinking circles. Even if he wore nice clothes, he couldn't hide his casually glancing eyes and frivolous demeanor.

Does this person have any connection with today's main character?

There's hope! There's hope!

Some people immediately picked up their cameras and started snapping pictures of Cao Shuang and An Qin.

But when the shutter was pressed, there was no response. After pressing it several times, the reporters took off their cameras and looked at each other in bewilderment.

Just like when Anqin's hair came undone, something strange happened: all the cameras turned into metal lumps again.

On the second floor, Qin Ning looked at Bai Weiran and saw him raise his index finger slightly, looking puzzled.

Wei Ran's brother clearly knew that person—

“That’s Cao Shuang,” Bai Weiran explained, withdrawing his hand as he did so.

"...That's Cao Shuang!?"

Is Cao Shuang the epitome of a greasy man?

Qin Ning suddenly realized, and her displeasure deepened.

The person you hate only exists in your memory and then overlaps with reality, making you hate them even more.

His overly excited tone drew a surprised glance from Bai Weiran.

"Hmm, you know him?"

"...No, I don't know him."

Qin Ning snorted.

She didn't want to mention this greasy man in the first place, and now that she knows he's Cao Shuang, she wants to mention him even less.

From a bad dog blocking her way to a mangy dog, she only wanted to kick the mangy dog ​​away and chop off its head when it blocked her path.

With both old and new grudges, and now that Qin Ning is protecting An Qin as if she were one of his own, Qin Ning gritted her teeth as she watched Cao Shuang walk towards An Qin. She felt a surge of anxiety, as if she wanted to rush down and have the security guards drag him away, beat him until he was red with sticks, and stain the maple leaves red.

But Bai Weiran didn't move, and she didn't dare to move either.

She looked at An Qin, then at Bai Weiran, then back at An Qin, then back at Bai Weiran, her little head turning back and forth.

"...Brother Weiran, aren't we going down?" she asked hesitantly, staring at his expression with a hint of caution in her voice.

Bai Weiran could sense Qin Ning's movements out of the corner of her eye, but she did not turn to look at her.

"Yes, we'll just stay here and watch."

"But Anqin—"

“This is Anqin’s problem, and she has to learn to face it herself. We can’t always be there for her.”

His tone was cold, indicating no intention to continue the discussion.

Qin Ning opened her mouth as if to say something, but then closed it again, pursing her lips slightly.

A sense of rebellion was stirring within her.

Wei Ran's brother has his own ideas.

But she has her own ideas too!

Qin Ning herself is usually a decisive person, and quite arrogant.

The proud young lady's occasional coquettishness and obedience are just for fun. She likes him and her thoughts don't conflict, so she snuggles in his arms and acts coquettishly.

But when their ideas conflict, Qin Ning will obey the first time, but the second and third time, she will start to have her own thoughts.

Wei Ran's attitude is now very clear; he doesn't want to help An Qin.

But I wanted to help!

She and her brother Weiran came together for this mission, and they completed it together.

Although Wei Ran was assisting from the sidelines, he was still the main DPS.

It could be said that she accomplished more of this task, and she also did more in the preparations for the gallery.

Why is it that at a time like this, Brother Weiran can disregard her opinion?

She is equal! She has the same right to make choices as her brother Weiran!

Unbeknownst to her, Qin Ning had become arrogant, focusing all her attention on competing with Bai Weiran.

And what if we take Anqin back with us?

Can't she afford to support someone?

Anqin is good to me at home, and she's on my side when I go out. She even has all the tools to make money—her painting skills are more than enough to make her a good original artist at a company.

Qin Ning sympathizes with An Qin, agrees with An Qin, and believes in An Qin's abilities.

For Qin Ning now, An Qin is one of her own.

If her own people are to be harmed, can she, as a leader, simply stand by and do nothing?

After Qin Ning finished her analysis, she pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes.

But she didn't act immediately. Instead, she stared at the scene and calmly began to think about and organize what she wanted to say.

In the lobby, Cao Shuang had already stood in front of An Qin.

Cao Shuang did not speak.

He was calm and composed, waiting for An Qin to take the initiative to greet him.

After all, Anqin was like that before.

Always very cautious, very humble, with timidity and thoughtfulness hidden in their eyes.

They never refuse any request.

When faced with unreasonable demands, her first reaction is not to resist, but to become anxious and fearful about how she can meet them, thus plunging herself into a state of fragile internal conflict.

But this time, Cao Shuang waited and waited, but An Qin didn't react at all.

An Qin simply looked up at him. Without the glasses obscuring her face, her expression was blank, and her large eyes appeared particularly deep.

It was just like when Bai Weiran and Qin Ning first arrived in this world and saw those paintings that surrounded An Qin in every pit and valley.

The girl in the painting has this expression: neither sad nor happy, without expectation, her eyes open, quietly gazing at the world.

Cao Shuang felt a chill and disgust all over his body upon seeing this.

In that instant, he remembered why he had never made a move against An Qin.

Besides enjoying seeing women's humble and helpless expressions of unrequited love, he also felt a sense of smug satisfaction.

There is another reason he will not admit, a deeper reason.

Anqin always gave him a vague sense of dread.

Although she looks very gentle and humble, she obeys in everything.

But there's always a lingering image in my mind.

In the scene, there is a bottomless abyss, and An Qin extends her snow-white hand from within it.

If he doesn't pull her back, and she stands on the edge of the cliff, An Qin, who wants her hand held, will keep taking out things as he asks—just so that her hand can be held.

Once she gets her grip, she'll drag you down with her.

Greedy and selfish people, like Cao Shuang, have an innate tendency to seek advantage and avoid harm, and are afraid of death.

But he could never admit that he was afraid of An Qin.

Afraid of a weak woman? Bah!

An Qin's silence gradually made those around her look puzzled.

Initially, seeing Cao Shuang stride forward with such a menacing air, everyone was anticipating some exciting conflict.

Unexpectedly, Cao Shuang stood still and started to show off, while An Qin didn't respond at all.

Oh no, I've killed the conversation.

The crowd's attention initially shifted between the two, but gradually returned to Cao Shuang.

A gentle and beautiful young girl, and a man who looked aggressive and came looking for trouble, with scars on his face.

By all accounts, the young girl is more deserving of empathy, isn't she?

In the silence, the atmosphere subtly changed, and the gazes of the crowd toward Cao Shuang gradually took on a different character.

...Could it be a clown?

These questioning looks made Cao Shuang grit her teeth in frustration.

Completely self-centered, he couldn't stand the slightest questioning from others. These stares made his heart race, and he couldn't help but glare at everyone before giving An Qin a sharp look.

Cao Shuang prides himself on his extensive experience, adept at navigating interpersonal relationships, and a seasoned womanizer.

They are particularly confident in their social skills.

This habit caused him to be arrogant at first but obsequious later, and he was particularly good at reading people's expressions and catering to their tastes.

He would fawn over and flatter Qin Ning, who was clearly of a higher social status than him.

But he didn't expect to put on the same smiling face in front of An Qin, who was always weaker than him.

It felt as if I had been demoted by a step.

But now the atmosphere is getting more and more tense, and seeing that An Qin is such a quiet person, she seems to be keeping him so quiet that she'll shut him out forever.