Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

"I don't care what my senior thinks or why she came. I don't care."

"All I know is that she is Guoguo's friend and is visiting the project."

Wu Ji looked into Bai Weiran's dark eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and he fell silent, saying nothing more.

But when he and Bai Weiran returned from the convenience store, he said goodbye to Bai Weiran and seemingly went back to work on his own floor, but in reality, he turned around, changed elevators, and went straight up to the seventeenth floor—the IP Business Department of Shile Company.

Surely not? Young Master Bai's first love has come to Miss Qin's territory. Surely Miss Qin can't be unaware of this?

Xx

Anqin was busy in the kitchen, placing three kinds of tea snacks, a pot of tea, and a serving of hot and sour noodles on a tray.

Just as she was about to pick it up, Xia Yanle appeared at the kitchen door.

"Is this her afternoon snack? It looks delicious."

Anqin smiled happily when she was praised.

"Miss Yuan Jixi has worked very hard, and this is all I can do for her."

Everyone knew that Yuan Jixi lived next door and was in charge of guarding Mingguang.

Before An Qin came, Yuan Jixi ordered takeout for his three meals a day, or ordered takeout with Mengmeng.

After Anqin arrived, she provided three meals a day plus a late-night snack.

Yuan Jixi is very active and has a good appetite. In addition to late-night snacks, she often has an afternoon snack as well.

Xia Yanle looked at the tray, seemingly nonchalant.

"...I like hot and sour noodles, do you have any more?"

"Give me a serving too."

"No problem, but I'll take it to Miss Yuan first—"

Xia Yan smiled and picked up the tray from the table first.

"I'll deliver it to you. I should repay you for eating your hot and sour noodles."

Xia Yanle didn't give her a chance to refuse and turned to leave. An Qin, who was behind her, blinked in surprise and glanced at Friday at her feet.

"Miss Xia Yanle is so polite today. I've never seen her so courteous before. It surprised me."

On Friday, it meowed in agreement.

Yuan Jixi was surprised to see Xia Yanle when he opened the door.

Qin Ning would occasionally come over to check on things, and Mengmeng would ask her to share takeout orders. Xia Yanle, on the other hand, remained silent and never took the initiative to contact her.

Xia Yanle smiled with narrowed eyes, her blue eyes sparkling, and slightly lifted the tray.

“…Miss Yuan, I’ve brought you some afternoon snacks.”

Yuan Jixi thanked him and took the tray, but Xia Yanle didn't leave. Instead, she suddenly passed through the door and entered the room.

Yuan Jixi was startled and was about to stop her when he noticed Xia Yanle glance at the empty living room and sit down at the dining table by herself.

She smiled at Yuan Jixi.

"It's no fun fighting at home all the time. I'd like to find someone to chat with who won't fight me. Miss Yuan, you don't mind, do you?"

Yuan Jixi naturally wouldn't refuse.

She obeyed Bai Weiran, even though Qin Ning's priority was lower than Bai Weiran's.

Yuan Jixi naturally respected Xia Yanle, who was allowed to freely stay at the Bai family's residence.

She hesitated before sitting down opposite Xia Yanle.

"But I'm not very good at chatting, so please bear with me, Miss Xia."

Yuan Jixi spoke in a serious and methodical manner, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes.

Normally, she would eat the food that An Qin brought her right away, but today she picked up each item and smelled it first. In order not to let Xia Yanle notice anything unusual, she even pretended to enjoy the delicious food.

Although Yuan Jixi's acting was clumsy, Xia Yanle seemed oblivious, simply smiling and resting her chin on her hand as she looked at Yuan Jixi.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the food, Yuan Jixi smiled at Xia Yanle and picked up his chopsticks.

…………

Five minutes later, Yuan Jixi collapsed heavily to the ground.

She opened her eyes wide, feeling soreness, numbness, and stiffness all over her body, making it difficult to move.

Xia Yanle smiled and pushed the table aside, squatting directly next to Yuan Jixi.

"...Putting it in food is so outdated, even my grandma doesn't use that trick."

Xia Yanle chose to put the anesthetic directly on the chopsticks.

A white cloth was placed over Yuan Jixi's face. At first, she was able to hold her breath and remain motionless. Thirty seconds passed, a minute passed, five minutes passed—and finally, with one breath, she immediately lost consciousness.

Xia Yanle only stood up with a smile after confirming that Yuan Jixi had completely lost consciousness, her blue eyes sparkling with delight.

"...Okay!"

"Let me see, my dear son, he should be..."

Without hesitation, she turned the closed bedroom door, only to find it motionless. Xia Yanle shrugged and walked straight through the wall.

The room was dimly lit, with only a faint lamp. As soon as Xia Yanle stepped into the room, she squinted uncomfortably.

A soft sound echoed in the room.

"...and give a kiss to the 1002nd Xiao Ran."

"...and kiss the 1003rd Xiao Ran...and kiss the 1004th Xiao Ran..."

Wearing only a snow-white nightgown, the blonde girl stood on a stool, her hands behind her back, looking up to kiss the photo on the wall.

Xia Yanle glanced around and exclaimed in surprise.

"This is truly... absolutely amazing!"

Chapter Seventy-Two: Mu Nanguang's Excruciating Pain

The bedroom walls were covered with photos.

They even scratched the glass windows.

Those three-centimeter by three-centimeter photos of Bai Weiran were meticulously and neatly pasted onto the clean wall surface within sight, in a way that was eerily gruesome.

Mingguang was kissing those photos.

I kissed them one by one.

Xia Yanle whistled involuntarily.

As expected of my son, he's truly remarkable.

The whistle startled Mingguang, who was lost in his own world. Mingguang was startled and looked at the person who had made the sound.

Upon recognizing Xia Yanle, she was so shocked that she fell backward.

It was like seeing a ghost.

Fortunately, she was agile and nimble, and instead of falling to the ground in a sorry state, she did a backflip and landed with a graceful posture comparable to that of a gymnast.

Mingguang hid behind a floor lamp post, his expression wary and fearful.

Xia Yanle opened her arms to her and gave her a genuine smile.

"Son, my precious son Xiaoguang, Daddy's here to pick you up."

"Aren't you happy? Unexpected? Joyful? Surprised?!"

Mingguang instantly escaped to the wardrobe next to him, looking down at Xia Yanle from above.

"...I will not give up."

"It's no use who comes."

"I will not give up on Xiaoran," she replied stubbornly.

Xia Yanle put down her hand and raised an eyebrow as she listened to Mingguang speak.

"...I did something excessive to Xiaoran."

“I kidnapped him and locked him up.”

"...I know Xiao Ran is unhappy, I know Xiao Ran is angry, I know Xiao Ran wants me to understand that imprisoning people is wrong."

Xia Yanle couldn't help but smile upon hearing this.

She thought she was there to persuade her to give up!

It seems my precious son has listened to a lot of advice lately.

Mr. Weiran couldn't do anything about her, and he couldn't bear to hurt her, so he instructed Yuan Jixi to keep an eye on her.

She can be free immediately if she is willing to admit her mistake and never come back.

But Mingguang refused.

It's less that Yuan Jixi is binding her and more that Mingguang is binding himself.

She was punishing herself, using her imprisonment as a form of atonement to gain forgiveness.

That's exactly the kind of thing this straightforward, silly girl would do.

Mingguang was always that girl who cried while reciting the Three Character Classic by the riverbank.

Even if they are in a vulnerable position or bound by constraints, they will never back down if they want to stay with the person they love for just a little longer.

Xia Yanle walked towards the wardrobe, while Mingguang adopted a defensive stance, as if he could run away at any moment.

"Good son, tell your father, do you want Mr. Weiran?"

Mingguang, who was about to escape to the other side, froze.

Xia Yanle shrugged, his hands in the pockets of his black sports jacket, his blue eyes gleaming in the dim room.