Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

"...Have you finished speaking?"

"Then it's my turn."

Xia Yanle struggled for a moment, but her wrist was firmly held and pressed against the wall, making her unable to move.

“Now that I’m speaking, you have to listen. When you speak, don’t I listen?” Bai Weiran said with a smile.

"Mature people should respect each other and listen to each other's opinions, right?"

He asked a question, but his tone left no room for argument.

"...No one should be included in a group."

"You are, and so am I, Xia Yanle."

"Yes, you're quite something. You're going to spout your reasons again." Xia Yanle's tone was sarcastic yet respectful, but her struggling movements repeatedly revealed her eagerness to leave.

"Anyway, I won't say anything, let's just pretend nothing happened, okay? If you're not happy, I won't make trouble with them anymore, and I won't mention your meeting with your first love. I promise you everything, Mr. Weiran. Otherwise, what more do you want from me?"

Bai Weiran wouldn't let go, holding onto the person tightly.

“I’ve been getting a lot of criticism lately, and you obviously think I’m being too logical,” he said with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I will reflect on this matter."

“But I’m not trying to reason with you—I’m just saying, if you want to make a scene, if you want to say something, I won’t care.”

Upon hearing the last five words, Xia Yanle suddenly looked up, her eyes revealing obvious hurt.

I won't care.

It felt like a knife to the heart.

That's right, that's the attitude.

She makes a fuss, she stirs things up, but she won't be appeased.

He either gets scolded or coaxed; when faced with his own situation, he doesn't react.

It was eerily stable.

At first, I felt that this calmness was very reassuring and made me feel at ease.

Over time, you might become anxious and insecure—or perhaps you're not important to them?

Why is it that people who are argumentative and noisy are always more lovable?

But she couldn't learn it.

Xia Yanle immediately pursed her lips.

Yes, she can't learn it; it's just her stubborn, twisted nature.

She watched Qin Ning and Mengmeng, who always pounced on her without hesitation and expressed their feelings. After her initial arrogant attitude of thinking she was far ahead, she gradually became unable to calm down.

I can't learn that sweet and clingy way of hugging him, acting cute and angry.

I can't bring myself to blurt out "I like you, I like you, I like you" in a passionate confession.

Envy, jealousy, yet watching them get closer from the sidelines.

I had been staying in my own world, because I didn't want to see this scene.

It's like setting fire to her heart, making her care and compare the differences between them.

She has read countless books, possesses a wealth of theoretical knowledge, and has conducted extensive research on human nature and psychology.

Her junior, the guy she had dumped in another world, was the same.

At first, she was described as unique, aloof, and arrogant, but in the end, her eyes were only on those who claimed to need him, pursued him aggressively, and couldn't live without him.

Bai Weiran is a man too, he would prefer this.

But she's unwilling to use other people's methods; that wouldn't be like Xia Yanle.

I don't want to face him, nor do I want to please him.

The result was a mess of two different things.

Turn into someone who keeps saying they hate him—

Bai Weiran looked at her suddenly dimmed blue eyes.

Yandere, yandere, without illness, all she is is yandere, and it is precisely because she is too yandere that she gets sick.

"...How did you know what kind of person I like?"

"Or rather, what do you think men like?"

Bai Weiran gently touched Xia Yanle's cheek.

"Let me think, you love reading so much, what methods do those books describe? For example, what kind of woman do men like—when I slap you, instead of feeling humiliated or indignant, you feel a hidden pleasure rising from the bottom of your heart, making you squeeze your legs together, unable to control the strange feeling you have for me, and wishing you could lie down immediately?"

Chapter Sixty-Seven: Be a Free Wildcat

Xia Yanle stared wide-eyed in astonishment.

"...How dare you!?" she shouted angrily.

Bai Weiran ignored her and continued talking.

"Of course I would think that way," Bai Weiran said with a smile and a shake of his head.

"...Who wouldn't want that?"

"Men all have a bit of a bad side."

"Can you please me like this, Xia Yanle?"

He gently stroked her cheek, smiled slightly, and looked deep in the eye.

"...After all, who can resist the contrast? You are arrogant in front of others, but you submit to me, even feeling masochistic pleasure from being hit, begging me for more, wanting me no matter what, wanting me, wanting me to sleep with you, let me tell you, that's what makes a man truly happy."

Did you like it?

Xia Yanle was immediately speechless.

This was the first time she had ever met Bai Weiran so bluntly, to the point of being almost vulgar.

"You don't need to think about anyone else. I'll just tell you the answer directly. I like it this way. It makes me feel good. Can you do it? Tell me, can you do it?"

His expression was extremely serious.

Xia Yanle was so angry that she laughed in just one second.

"You dare!?"

"Bai Weiran, how dare you do this to me? How dare you touch me..."

If he dared to hit her in the face, she would definitely fight back fiercely—

Bai Weiran's tone and expression instantly relaxed.

"...Very good, it's good that you know how to resist."

"………………!?"

"Xia Yanle, don't you know what you hate?"

"Since you know so clearly what you hate, you're on the right track with that mindset."

Why do you try to emulate others?

This alternating tension and relaxation confused Xia Yanle. She opened her mouth, then closed it, then opened it again, then closed it again, and finally she weakly uttered a sentence.

"……I do not understand."

Bai Weiran tugged at her hair and teased her.

"A genius, nothing special."

"It's very simple: don't do what you don't like to do, just be yourself, Xia Yanle."

"I never wanted you to become someone else."

He was really naive. He thought Xia Yanle was stirring up trouble and trying to make things difficult for himself and others.

She complains that others are living too comfortably, which is very much like her style.

Who knows what she was really thinking?

He is not a god and cannot see through people's hearts.

In fact, even if he could see through people's hearts, he wouldn't find it interesting.

People's thoughts change too quickly; they are different today and different tomorrow.

The noise from the cars on the bridge grew louder and more intense, to the point that one had to shout to speak, while the two people below remained silent during this time.

People didn't speak again until the traffic had passed.

"Then you're saying you don't care about me."

Xia Yanle's voice was very soft and fragmented.

"...No, do you like being bossed around?"

Bai Weiran's voice carried a hint of helplessness.

Xia Yanle is like a hedgehog.

Holding her is like holding a thorn in your side; no matter what you do, it's hard for her to be happy.

A smart person is like this: she has her own logical theories, she is not weak, she does not easily give in, and she even likes to contradict others.

"Don't even think about controlling me!!"

"We didn't even argue, so why should I comfort you?" Bai Weiran's voice was a mix of laughter and tears.

"But you haven't shown that you care about me, you've never shown that!" Her tone was almost unreasonable.

"Xia Yanle!" he called out to him sternly.

"I am a man, and I certainly don't have any feudalistic ideas about protecting one's chastity by crying and threatening to die."