Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Instead of flying out directly, Yuan Jixi, whose reflexes are extraordinary, caught him.

"Burn it," Bai Weiran ordered.

"Received! Execute immediately!"

As Yuan Jixi disappeared, Nana opened her mouth wide, staring at her hard work of many days being stolen. She was stunned for two seconds before she started to scream, jumping up and down in anger.

"Mr. William, why did you take away Nana's yandere little notebook? Mr. William, say something! You're cruel, heartless, and unreasonable!!"

Nana jumped up to grab Bai Weiran, but Wu Ji grabbed her first and pulled her outside.

“Elbow, Nana, this place is full of trouble, it is not advisable to stay for long.”

Nana refused to comply and kicked her limbs wildly.

"Let me go! Let me go! Handsome young man, let me go!!!"

"Nana's little notebook, Nana's little notebook, Mr. William, ah—Nana's little notebook—"

The door closed, and Nana's voice stopped abruptly.

Wu Ji, along with Nana, a servant who had served three masters, seized the opportunity to slip away.

Bai Weiran pressed his temples and fell silent. An Qin walked over and asked gently.

"Mr. Bai, are you hungry? I'll make you a bowl of noodles, okay?"

"……Thanks."

He went to eat noodles with them.

This left Qin Ning, Mengmeng, and Xia Yanle in a stalemate.

Xia Yanle squinted as she peered through the gap between Qin Ning and Mengmeng.

Uneven distribution of manpower.

If things continue like this, it's possible that the two sides will fight it out, and the fisherman will benefit.

They were clearly in cahoots; they should gang up on her and beat her up.

I also need help.

A good son who can take on several people at once and will always stand on her side and obey her.

Xx

In the dessert shop, the pink-haired loli Nana fiercely moved mountains with a spoon, attracting the attention of passing waiters and customers.

As Nana moved the mountain, she looked out the glass window and saw Wu Ji answering a phone call outside.

The handsome young man looks so serious, what is he saying?

"No, I can't tell you, senior."

There was a moment of silence on the other end.

"...Can't I even ask you to, Wu Ji?"

"Senior Mu, let bygones be bygones. I think his attitude has been made very clear."

Speaking softly and calmly over the phone.

"You know that, but you think it's okay?"

Wu Ji smiled and shrugged. "If Young Master Bai thinks it's okay, then I think it's okay too."

"........."

"Senior, you've probably been a doctor for too long. Doctors have a compassionate heart, and you always want to save people."

“You are not the senior student back then, and Bai Shao is not the Bai Shao back then either. He doesn’t need anyone to save him; he can save himself. You don’t need to measure him with your own ideas.”

"I will not tell you any personal information about my young master Bai."

There was a moment of silence on the other end, then a sigh and the call ended.

Wu Ji put away his phone and returned to his seat as if nothing had happened.

In the infirmary, Mu Nanfeng put down his phone and frowned in thought.

Bai Weiran did not leave any personal information with the alumni association.

Because Bai Weiran contacted Wu Ji directly.

Aside from Wu Ji, she didn't know anyone closer to his circle of friends.

They kept it low-key and secret back then, but now that's what's left of the problems.

But she couldn't let the matter rest.

...I can't let it go.

She regretted her actions, realizing it was her own fault, but she wouldn't let herself wallow in useless emotions.

She wanted to use her actions and her own eyes to see for herself how he was doing.

As for what she plans to do next—she hasn't thought about it yet.

Being rejected by Wu Ji was expected.

As Mu Nanfeng was thinking, he stood up when the boy's figure appeared at the door of the infirmary, a small daisy in his mouth.

"...I confidently said, 'Hi, wife.'"

He placed the flowers on the table with deep affection.

"Beautiful flowers, a gift for a beautiful lady. I've come all this way and seen these flowers bloom most beautifully, just like your radiance, so I'm giving them to you." Xiaodong said affectionately.

Mu Nanfeng: …………

"Get out of here."

Upon hearing this, Xiaodong simply squatted down with a grin and rolled around on the ground without any hesitation.

"I'll leave, I'll leave, no problem."

"...A handsome guy like me, whether I get soaked in water or covered in dust, it doesn't change the fact that I'm handsome."

This made Mu Nanfeng laugh in exasperation.

I was both annoyed and amused by this boy.

Because he's so shameless, there's nothing we can do about him.

She got up to leave, and Xiaodong panicked and jumped up from the ground.

Young people in love are always sensitive and pay close attention to their partner's every move.

Mu Nanfeng had been lost in thought lately, and his expression was more complicated than before, which Mu Nanfeng noticed.

The world that a teenager can access is limited to school and home. By piecing things together, he can only find the most likely answers within his own understanding.

"...You're not interested in the guy my aunt wants to introduce me to, are you?"

He blocked the door and pressed for answers.

"Are you disappointed because you didn't see him last time?"

"Let me tell you, that guy is really no good. A young man like me is the best choice..."

Mu Nanfeng was tired of that fallacy that only young men were valuable, so he changed direction and avoided it.

Xiao Dong suddenly became nervous.

If she were to meet Brother Bai, perhaps, maybe, just maybe, she might think Brother Bai is not bad at all.

She kept nagging and slandering Mu Nanfeng, but Mu Nanfeng kept his hands inside his white robe and looked straight ahead until Xiao Dong accidentally blurted out a name, which made her stop in her tracks.

"...What did you say his name was?"

"The person your aunt originally wanted to introduce to me...?"

Chapter Seventy: Guoguo Sells Her Child

The small shop, tucked away in an alley, features a rustic wooden style and is understated yet bright and clean.

A small blackboard by the entrance reads: "Freshly Made Handmade Jam Daily".

Banana Latte Gel/Jam

Fresh Strawberry Jam

Caramel Apple Jam

The door was pushed open, and a young waitress wearing a green apron and with her hair in a ponytail came out, wiped the words "Banana Latte, Curd, and Jam" off the small blackboard by the door, and then pushed the door open and went inside.

The shop is small, with only seven tables, but all of them were full, and the air was filled with the sweet smell of jam and pastries.

Looking around, all I saw were young women, some speaking softly, others chatting happily, and everyone had a smile on their face.

At the table by the window, Guoguo was scrolling through her phone, her lips pursed and her brows furrowed tightly.

Mu Nanfeng, sitting opposite her, sipped his coffee without looking at her.

"Okay, I've decided on banana latte curd jam." Guoguo placed the order with the determination of someone cutting off their own arm, and put down her phone.

He gave Mu Nanfeng an awkward smile.

"Sorry, I always have trouble making decisions."

"This is on my wish list, a favorite shop. I actually come here often, but I always can't help but struggle and think it over and over again."

Mu Nanfeng smiled gently.

"Isn't it great that you can't choose because you like them both?"

Guoguo looked on with a solemn expression.

"School Doctor Mu, I noticed it last time, you have a really nice way of speaking."

"That's not necessarily true," Mu Nanfeng retorted with a smile.

"I speak according to the person I'm dealing with."