Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

"But I clearly heard Miss Qin crying and shouting: [Brother Weiran, you were the only one I was thinking of at the time. When you came to save me, I wanted to pounce on you like this... I wasn't thinking of anyone else, it was you...]"

The young man in front of her immediately reached out his hand, turned his head away, and rubbed his forehead with one hand.

"Alright, stop talking."

Anqin immediately closed her mouth and rolled her eyes.

...Actually, she heard even more!

She kept crying, saying she wanted more, kept crying, saying she liked it, and then her crying changed tone for some reason, like a soft and lovely nightingale.

Bai Weiran remained silent for a long time before turning back.

"In short, you are not allowed to do this again."

“…If Mr. Bai says he won’t do it, then we won’t do it.” An Qin agreed with a smile.

Looking at her smiling face, Bai Weiran was speechless.

Both docile and without any bottom line.

It's awkward to be scolded or hit.

"Who gave you this idea?" he asked.

With An Qin's limited intelligence, she couldn't have come up with such a malicious trick, though he had seen it before—

"It was given to me by Senior Cao Shuang." An Qin didn't hide anything and told everything in a soft and gentle voice.

How Cao Shuang asked her to go out, how he cried and begged her, and how he told her these ideas.

"I didn't know how to do it either, but I really have to thank my senior. Thanks to him, I was able to come up with such a great idea!" An Qin chuckled, her face slightly flushed, and scratched her head.

The atmosphere was filled with a cute, innocent vibe, as if to say, "I know I'm great, no need to praise me."

Bai Weiran's eye twitched involuntarily.

An Qin clapped her hands, her face beaming with smiles.

"...That's wonderful."

Bai Weiran: …………

I feel like slamming my fist on the table and complaining, why is there such a pervasive atmosphere of a happy ending?

But then I felt something was off, oh, because I was in that situation myself.

He stood up.

"I need to go out for a bit."

Anqin also stood up, looking at the abundant but untouched breakfast on the table, her face full of regret and disappointment.

"...Mr. Bai, aren't you going to eat?"

"I'll be back soon."

He walked to the door, then remembered something and turned back, placing a book on the table.

"Stop reading the Analects of Confucius, read this instead!"

After turning away, An Qin picked up the book and started reading.

The blue cover features the *Tao Te Ching*.

She flipped through two pages, immediately frowned, and muttered something under her breath.

"It seems quite profound..."

Although she couldn't understand it and didn't like reading, Anqin happily hugged the book to her chest after flipping through a couple of pages.

It was the first gift I ever received.

This gift is uniquely mine!

It was something I obtained from him through my own hard work.

Her delicate, flawless face radiated a sweet smile as she sat at the breakfast table bathed in the morning light.

Her eyes crinkled as she turned her gaze toward the still-closed bedroom door.

The bedroom door was gently opened.

In the morning light, Qin Ning was still asleep, with a snow-white arm sticking out from under the covers.

The blanket covering her was gently tucked in, and she groggily opened her eyes, looking towards the bedside.

An Qin was leaning down to look at her, her tea-colored hair was gathered to one side, making her look gentle, charming, and exceptionally lovely.

Good morning, Miss Qin.

Qin Ning closed her hazy eyes, changed her posture from the side to face upwards, and pressed the back of one hand to her forehead. This movement affected her whole body, and she involuntarily groaned, her voice a little hoarse.

"Anqin".

"Yes."

"...You're a talented person."

Anqin smiled happily.

Anqin became the prime minister of Qin, and thus the dynasty was established.

Xx

Along the coast, the sound of waves crashing against the rocks creates layers of waves and the sound of splashing spray.

A group of children were picking up seashells on the nearby beach when suddenly a short child looked up.

"...Did you hear anything?"

His playmate stared at him, looking completely bewildered.

"What sound? I don't hear anything!"

"...Strange, I think I heard someone shouting for help..."

These words startled his friends.

"Who's calling for help? Where?"

The short, pointy-eared child put his hands behind his ears and turned around in confusion.

Finally, he pointed to the nearest towering rock spire rising high in the middle of the sea.

Originally a cliff, it was separated from the mainland due to the terrain and isolated on the far coast. It has been shaped into a strange form by the waves day and night.

"There? How could there be anyone there?"

"impossible!"

Nobody goes there! You must have misheard.

"That area is full of reefs and strong currents. Any boat that goes in will sink. Who would want to go there? And no one can swim across."

The children's accusations were all over the place, and the short boy looked defiant.

"But I clearly heard it..."

He listened carefully, but then it was gone, so he spoke even more softly in his rebuttal.

In the end, they simply pretended it never happened and continued collecting seashells with their friends.

And at the bottom of the towering rocky cliff they were pointing to, there was a pot-shaped cave.

"...Please, let me go! I was wrong, please, I was really wrong!!!"

The young man's voice echoed in the pot-shaped cave.

But the sound of the waves was so loud that it shattered his voice.

Placed in a bucket filled with cement, Cao Shuang, with only his head remaining, screamed in terror. He could only barely twist his neck to look at the person next to him, but because his whole body was fixed in place, no matter how he twisted his neck, he couldn't see the person's face clearly.

"...I know you feel you're wrong, but you can't change it."

"Some people are just like that; there are some people in this world who just can't change."

"Don't worry, you won't die right now. The tide will rise gradually over the days. Your fate is in God's hands."

"If you're lucky enough to survive the high tide without it submerging the bucket, you can live for a day. If you still survive... well, isn't it true that a person can live for seven days if they have water?"

Seven days later, he was long gone.

The young man chuckled softly and disappeared from Cao Shuang's side.

Cao Shuang, completely unaware of this, simply screamed for help in a terrified voice—

But no one answered him; only the rising water level filled him with terror.

Someone received the gift they wanted.

Someone has found a reliable ally.

Some people inexplicably experience a whole night of happiness.

Someone must bear the sins of the entire world.

Your idea was bad, and it became better when it was given to someone else, but that doesn't mean you're innocent.

Chapter Forty: Staying By Your Side (4K)

Anqin pulled the colorful ball in the center of the lobby.

The colorful ball exploded, and countless ribbon fragments fell down along with a note that read "Congratulations on selling out." Amidst the applause of the crowd, An Qin looked surprised, her face flushed with emotion.

When Qin Ning stepped forward with a bouquet of lilies and presented them to An Qin, the applause around her grew even louder.

Bai Weiran also stood in the crowd, smiling and clapping.

The art exhibition has ended.

Because all the paintings have been sold out.

Qin Ning deserves the most credit, as she alone generated 92% of the total revenue.