Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

His tone was extremely impolite, and he immediately began with a question, causing Bai Weiran's expression to darken.

He's not the type to like being questioned.

"What are you asking?"

He didn't immediately refute it, but calmly asked a question in return.

He always tries to understand what the demand is, even with seemingly random questions.

After all, many conflicts between people start from the wrong direction of communication.

"Did you really mess up the project?" Eva asked again, her face grim.

"I overheard your conversation with Dad. You told him that you had trouble managing the project, that you couldn't get it to go as planned, and that you failed."

"I didn't say I did something wrong, nor did I say I failed." Bai Weiran's expression and tone were indifferent, but no emotion could be discerned.

"In my experience, it's clear that its current trajectory doesn't align with the needs of the mass market."

"But the market is like a mad dog; it's unpredictable. We can't rule out the possibility of it succeeding, but based on my experience, the chances of failure are higher."

After all, the player's first experience was terrible.

But this is a game that has been built up by the hard work of many people. If you take the time to understand it in detail, it is a very rewarding experience.

Eva ignored his explanation and questioned him with a cold expression.

"Are you making excuses for your failure right now? If you're capable, you can turn even a one percent or one in a thousand chance into a possibility."

Bai Weiran shrugged when he heard this.

"Indeed, given the opportunity, nothing is impossible; nothing is absolute. But I'm a data-driven person; I speak based on the data."

"...You mean you can't turn the impossible into the possible?" Eva said, even slamming her delicate cane on the ground, her indignation overflowing.

"Do you think I'm that kind of person? Someone who can turn the impossible into the possible?" He said this with a faint smile on his face.

"Then you're mistaken. You think I'm that kind of person, but I'm not."

He gave a cryptic answer, but before Eva could refute it, he smiled and ended the conversation.

"It seems you're in a bad mood today; this isn't a good time to chat, so I won't bother you."

He walked past Eva and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Eva was cut off before she could finish speaking. She opened her mouth in surprise and wanted to curse, but when she listened carefully, she could no longer hear any footsteps.

He's already gone, completely ignoring her.

She was immediately indignant and slammed her cane against the wall, but she quickly realized that this behavior was childish and restrained herself. Her small face was cold as she slowly walked forward, supporting herself against the wall.

She walked from the second floor of the Han family's house down to the first floor, holding onto the handrail as she went downstairs.

She brushed past the butler monkey along the way. The monkey greeted her, but Eva simply raised her chin, her expression indifferent, and ignored him.

Eva went down to the collection room on the first floor, where exquisite ceramic dolls dressed in Western-style dresses were displayed in the windows. She skillfully opened one of the cabinets and took out a doll with a delicate purple dress, soft, long curly hair, and exquisite big eyes.

She held the doll in her arms, sitting on the single sofa in the corner, pursing her lips.

The door to the collection room was quietly pushed open a crack, and the monkey peeked through the gap before closing it again.

The girl sat there for a long time, holding her doll.

"What does that have to do with me?"

"He deserved to fail. He thought he was so great, but he failed."

"I want to see him fail."

She muttered to herself for a moment, then fell silent again.

She clearly wanted to see him fail so she could mock him, but when she actually saw him admit defeat, she felt indignant.

It was as if he shouldn't be this kind of person—

He should be as he appears: confident, omnipotent, and infallible.

Bai Weiran's attitude disappointed her, and this disappointment fermented into resentment within her.

She sat there for a long time, but the feeling of oppression did not lessen.

Eva made the rare decision to go out for a walk.

Back in reality, Bai Weiran didn't take the matter to heart.

Because halfway through the conversation, he had already figured out why Eva was angry.

Eva grew up in an environment where everyone had a hardline style.

The unique environment she was in shaped Eva's personality, making her unwilling to easily bow down to others.

Contrary to his weak appearance, he is strong inside.

However, her strength was not real strength, but a strength she imagined.

Even if you've read hundreds or thousands of biographies of famous people, and know the reasons for their failures and the principles behind their successes...

But knowing is one thing, but how to cope and adjust psychologically when it actually happens is something no one can avoid.

If success were simply a matter of knowing a lot, then the most learned scholars would all be world elite leaders.

As someone who suddenly appeared beside Eva, possessing abilities beyond ordinary people and knowledge of another world, he was a new, unpredictable, and uncontrollable person to Eva.

She abhorred being suppressed, but at the same time, the environment she was in fostered a mentality of admiring the strong.

She believes she is "someone who shouldn't fail."

That's why Eva was angry that he took the initiative to apologize to Handy.

Ultimately, this mentality is the same as feeling that an idol's public image has been shattered.

His public image in Eva's eyes has crumbled.

However, Bai Weiran clapped his hands in delight and said very happily, "Good job!"

Since it was originally just a matter of leveraging the platform's capabilities and the information gap between the two worlds, there was absolutely no need for Eva's worship.

If she lived in her own world, she would naturally know these things. It's really unnecessary to use information asymmetry to gain the favor of others and create a superior image for herself.

Chapter Twenty-One: The Daily Life of Being Spied On

Bai Weiran didn't take Eva's matter to heart.

After all, his task was to resolve the issue of Eva being manipulated and corrupted; other problems were Eva's personal matters to deal with.

There are some stages she has to get through on her own; no one can help her.

Working people know when to relax and when to work hard.

He has a new problem in his life.

He glanced at his phone, stopped playing the new game he was playing, got up from the computer, went into the bedroom to change his clothes and go out.

He walked into the bedroom, thought for a moment, and instead of heading straight for the wardrobe, he turned around and walked behind the blackout curtains.

I swiped it to make sure no one was behind me.

His expression softened slightly as he drew the curtains and returned to the wardrobe.

But he had only taken off half of his shirt when he paused, looking warily behind him.

Two faces peeked out from behind the curtains.

One is staring at him, and the other is staring at the person who is staring at him.

Bai Weiran: ·····

The one staring intently at him was Mingguang, and the person staring at Mingguang was Yuan Jixi.

The moment their eyes met, Mingguang's heterochromatic eyes widened, her face flushed, and she hid her face behind the curtain, fidgeting and speaking in a soft, delicate voice.

"Xiao Ran, don't worry about me, go change your clothes! I'll be watching over you and protecting you..."

Bai Weiran then looked at Yuan Jixi, who gave him a thumbs-up, looking utterly devoted to his duty.

"Mr. Bai, don't worry. With me here, Miss Mingguang can only watch; she can't do anything else."

Bai Weiran: ·····

It felt like being spied on by someone offering a buy-one-get-one-free deal.

The other yanderes used to like spying on him, but that situation has eased up a lot now.

There are three reasons:

Firstly, they don't need to constantly track him down to confirm his whereabouts.

Secondly, they had more or less come into contact with each other, which curbed their greedy desires.

Thirdly, he has stated seriously that he needs to be respected.

However, the third of these three reasons has never been taken seriously.

It's also possible that they're now seeking something more exciting, and simply barging into the bedroom isn't enough for them; they prefer to barge in while the baby is showering.

Even after he changed the bathroom lock, it didn't work.

Even if he felt displeased and intended to punish them—looking at their bright, sparkling eyes, he couldn't figure out if it was a punishment or a reward.

They are willful and selfish, unwilling to share with anyone, yet they are also arrogant and want to show off to others.

Since her confrontation with Mu Nanfeng last time, Xia Yanle has let loose and broken through her own limits.

Xia Yanle initially had some reservations about matters between men and women.

She did it more because she found it fun, it bothered others, and it made her feel like a winner.

Xia Yanle's first memory wasn't pleasant; she complained constantly. On the night she didn't go home after attending the alumni reunion, he spent even more time with her.

These kinds of things are never done smoothly; they all take time and require gradual adjustment.

Finally, she choked back tears, her long, slender legs pressed together on the snow-white sheets, her lips hastily reaching up to capture him, her blue eyes filled with confusion, her voice muffled, a soft plea.

Of course, Xia Yanle would deny it once she put on a skirt.