Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Bai Weiran and Qin Ning were also on the second floor.

There is no more vicious method in the world.

They fabricated a story about an innocent girl named Huang Yao and attacked her with vulgar tactics.

Audiences are more inclined to believe rumors than to believe the girl's innocence; they are more likely to believe dirty jokes.

How can someone who has never done it prove themselves?

This is the easiest way for a malicious person to ruin a girl.

As long as this rumor spreads, it doesn't matter what achievements or talents she has.

Countless people will come upon hearing the news, casually spout off, and even embellish the rumors.

Oh right, I've seen her before.

I've not only seen her, I've even chosen her!

The service was excellent, five stars!!! Hehe!!!

These words, one after another, are like labels being attached to things that were never done.

Spreading rumors costs nothing, so what's wrong with me indulging in a bit of verbal sparring?

Then the world will collectively treat her violently.

Cao Shuang's choice to say such things here is a malicious attempt to destroy people.

If you can't get what you want, destroy it; you can't stand seeing others do better.

In the silence, Bai Weiran raised his hand.

Not only Cao Shuang, but no one else will be able to leave here safely today.

But just as he raised his hand halfway, it was grasped by a soft little hand.

He turned his head and saw Qin Ning's dark eyes shining brightly, burning with a fierce flame, like two clusters of dark flames.

Cao Shuang's words had completely enraged her.

[Character: Qin Ning]

[Enter Berserk Mode 2.0]

"Brother Weiran, let me do it—"

Her voice was delicate and crisp, and she spoke very quickly because she was extremely angry.

“…I have my own way of doing things,” she said coldly.

"Even without superhuman abilities, I can handle him."

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Everyone was still in shock.

Cao Shuang looked at An Qin with a pleasant smile, who couldn't utter a single word.

A heavy rumble came from afar, startling everyone. They all looked towards the gate and were astonished to find that, looking out from the gallery corridor, the four- or five-foot-high gate had been slammed shut without any external force.

Immediately, the surrounding windows were shut one by one with a bang.

"How is this going?"

"...What happened? Fire alarm? Air raid?"

"Pah, it's not wartime, so where would there be an air raid?"

Everyone was shocked and confused, but An Qin, standing in the crowd, raised her head, and her expression was completely different from everyone else's.

She smiled, a very sweet smile.

The sunlight outside reached its highest point, shining directly onto the glass at the top of the lobby atrium.

A rainbow of colors was projected onto the glass, slowly and leisurely flowing over the two people standing in the circle of light.

The young man stood holding onto the railing, while the beautiful black-haired girl leaned against it, resting her chin on her hand and bending over, looking completely relaxed and carefree, one hand touching her cheek, her face expressionless.

All eyes were on them.

Qin Ning stretched out her snow-white hand, causing an uproar among the crowd.

The gleaming white banknotes, like fluffy snowflakes, flew from her hands and scattered everywhere.

The girl with brown hair stood directly beneath the banknotes, getting soaked as if in a rainstorm—

Chapter Thirty: Yes, she sold it.

The light shining through the stained glass window scattered, and dust motes floated in the dim light.

The stillness of slow-motion playback.

The tea-haired girl lowered her head as gleaming banknotes fell from above her, from her head to her shoulders, and then to her feet.

She lowered her head, as if she were being completely immersed in the teachings of a saint, quietly being baptized by banknotes.

In this gallery converted from a church, everyone unconsciously held their breath.

How absurd, how strange, yet it evokes a strange sense of sacredness.

Throwing money at people creates a conflict that is both worldly and sacred.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, completely absorbed in the spectacle.

Bai Weiran stood beside Qin Ning.

He tapped the armrest with his finger, and faint background music immediately filled the hall.

It is the theme song of the movie "The Godfather".

It blends perfectly into the atmosphere.

The sudden appearance and unexpected turn of events caught Cao Shuang, who had been smug just a moment ago, off guard and flustered for a moment.

But he quickly calmed down.

He put his hands in his pockets, raised his voice, and shouted to Qin Ning on the second floor.

"Miss Qin, I'm telling the truth."

Even though he had just fabricated a blatant lie, Cao Shuang's tone and demeanor showed no sign of guilt.

"My junior is not as simple as she seems on the surface."

"I'm saying this here today not just for myself."

"I also want you all to see her true colors."

"I hope you won't end up like me, being used and then discarded by her."

His tone was confident and assertive, and he even went so far as to criticize others at the end.

Because Cao Shuang doesn't believe he's spreading rumors.

Even if An Qin hadn't sold her body for living expenses before.

...And now?

It's impossible that someone else could organize such a large art exhibition for her solely through her own talent.

Besides her talent, she has nothing else. What else can she sell?

It's just selling, isn't it?

It's absolutely impossible that she didn't sell anything along the way.

He said she was right to sell a little.

He just expressed it in a different way.

He wanted to give this young lady a warning and make her see An Qin's true colors.

Ultimately, he was still her benefactor.

Standing on the second floor, looking down at Qin Ning, she slowly narrowed her cat-like eyes upon hearing this.

Bai Weiran watched from the side and smiled slightly.

No one saw it just now. Qin Ning, with her fiery temper, was in a great hurry to rush up and slap the person twice.

But when it's time to get serious, Qin Ning can perfectly pull off the act.

Suppress all the anger that had been building up.

However, he was also very curious about what Qin Ning was going to do.

Qin Ning had her own way of doing things, and it was something he hadn't expected.

Cao Shuang stared intently at Qin Ning, his eyes narrowing.

No matter what the other party says, he can pin this blame on An Qin.

Since Qin Ning didn't try to defend An Qin, he said that Qin Ning had been deceived, that he had known An Qin longer, and that he understood An Qin better than she did.

It's better if Qin Ning doesn't argue. If she believes it and the sugar daddy doesn't support her, An Qin's career is over.

Anqin deserved this ending.

Everything is under control.

Everyone was watching intently, holding their breath, with all eyes focused on Qin Ning.

She lowered her eyelashes, as if enjoying the gaze of everyone, and even managed to smile at Bai Weiran.

There was a hint of smugness in that smile, as if to say, "Watch my performance."

She replied slowly.

"...Indeed, she sold it."

Bai Weiran: …………?