Manipulative Harem God



Outside the grand entrance of the luxurious presidential suite at the prestigious W-Hotel, a line of formidable bodyguards stood like sentinels, their imposing figures draped in tailored black attire. Their presence exuded an air of unwavering vigilance and silent authority.

Among them, Wu Xue and Ye Feng stood on the periphery, observing the proceedings with a mix of anticipation and tension.

Ye Feng, his steps imbued with restless energy, paced back and forth near the entrance, his eyes occasionally darting towards the closed doors.

Amusement danced in Wu Xue's eyes as she watched Ye Feng's restless movements.

She couldn't resist teasing him, her voice laced with playful sarcasm. "If you're so deeply concerned about the president, why don't you go inside and join her?"

Ye Feng's brows knitted, his expression a blend of apprehension and determination.

With a wry smile, he shook his head. "No, Sister Beauty explicitly instructed me to remain outside. I dare not risk her wrath by disobeying her orders and barging in."

Wu Xue arched an eyebrow, intrigued by Ye Feng's unwavering adherence to Lin Ruoxi's command. "But aren't you afraid of offending Young Master Wang Haoran?" she questioned, alluding to the potential consequences of antagonizing the influential figure.

A hint of contempt flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, his voice filled with defiance. "Who cares about that despicable scoundrel?"

Wu Xue gasped softly, immediately covering her mouth in surprise, her eyes widening.

She leaned closer to Ye Feng, her tone hushed with caution. "Be careful with your words. If you continue to slander their master, the consequences may be dire. Those bodyguards surrounding us might not hesitate to take action."

She cast a wary glance at the unyielding line of bodyguards, their stoic expressions and unwavering posture sending an unspoken message of power and intimidation.

Ye Feng's lips curled into a self-assured smirk, his voice laced with defiance. "Who should fear whom? Let them come. What can they possibly do to me?"

Wu Xue shook her head, realizing the potential volatility of the situation.

She understood the importance of maintaining a harmonious atmosphere during the crucial negotiations taking place inside.

"Come with me!"

With a sense of urgency, she grabbed hold of Ye Feng's arm, swiftly guiding him away from the immediate vicinity, silently urging him to exercise caution and restraint.

As they retreated from the scene, the weight of the moment hung in the air. Inside the presidential suite, the fate of the continued cooperation between the Wang and Lin groups rested on delicate negotiations.

It was an occasion that demanded unwavering focus and composure, for the success of the deal was paramount and any disruption was to be avoided at all costs.

Inside the lavish presidential suite, Lin Ruoxi and Wang Haoran sat at an exquisitely arranged table.

Wang Haoran gracefully poured wine into a glass, offering it to Lin Ruoxi with a charming smile.

She accepted the glass, reciprocating with a polite smile that concealed her inner tension.

They were alone in the room, as Wang Haoran had ordered everyone else to remain outside and wait.

"Rouxi, it has been five years, and our companies have always maintained a harmonious relationship," Wang Haoran began, his tone carrying a hint of nostalgia.

Lin Ruoxi nodded, feeling a sense of unease settle over her as she detected the change in Wang Haoran's demeanor. She braced herself for what was to come.

"You know, the first time I laid eyes on you, I fell deeply in love with you, Lin Ruoxi," Wang Haoran declared, his voice filled with conviction. "Why don't we discard these agreements altogether and simply get married?"

Lin Ruoxi's eyes narrowed slightly, sensing the unwelcome intrusion of Wang Haoran's hand inching closer to hers.

Swiftly, she pulled her hand away, maintaining a composed expression despite the discomfort brewing within.

"Young Master Wang, I appreciate your feelings, but I have no intentions of marrying at this time. Can we please focus on discussing the renewal of our agreement?" she responded, her voice steady as she redirected the conversation.

With a flicker of disappointment quickly masked by confidence, Wang Haoran's face broke into a smile. It seemed he had anticipated her response.

"Let us continue with the meal then. We have plenty of time to discuss it," he replied smoothly.

Lin Ruoxi nodded, a subtle sigh of relief escaping her lips.

The room seemed to cool momentarily, the atmosphere shifting with an unspoken understanding.

For now, she had managed to redirect the conversation, but she knew the delicate negotiations were far from over.

During the meal, a sudden melancholic tone colored Wang Haoran's voice as he posed an unexpected question. "What is your age at this moment?"

Lin Ruoxi's brows furrowed in surprise. It was considered impolite to inquire about a woman's age, especially in such a formal setting. Nonetheless, she maintained her composure and parted her lips to respond.

"I am twenty-seven," she replied, her voice laced with curiosity and caution.

Wang Haoran nodded knowingly, his gaze filled with a mix of nostalgia and calculation. "Exactly five years ago, when you returned from abroad to take over your grandmother's position, you were in desperate need of capital to expand your real estate operations. Do you recall that time?" he asked, his words laced with significance.

"Yes, I remember," Lin Ruoxi replied, her voice holding a hint of matter-of-factness.

Wang Haoran continued, his voice carrying a sense of revelation. "From the very moment I laid eyes on you, Rouxi, I fell deeply in love. You were a young, determined woman, ready to fulfill your grandmother's wishes and grow the business in your homeland. Have you ever wondered why you encountered no significant obstacles or troubles along the way?"

A frown creased Lin Ruoxi's brow as she shook her head, her curiosity piqued by Wang Haoran's words.

It was indeed unusual to experience such smooth progress in her business expansion.

"It was all because of me, Rouxi," Wang Haoran declared, a sense of possessiveness tainting his tone. "Thanks to the cooperation between the Wang Group and your company, no one dares to lay a hand on what is forbidden. You are already regarded as Wang Haoran's woman."

The weight of his words hung in the air, leaving Lin Ruoxi grappling with a mix of indignation and incredulity.

Before she could formulate a response, Wang Haoran made his intentions resoundingly clear.

"Rouxi, I ask you one last time: I have tried many women, but none of them has ever captivated me like you. It is as if you were made exclusively for me. Will you marry me?"

!!

Silence engulfed the room, a heavy tension permeating the air.

Lin Ruoxi's face darkened, her emotions churning beneath the surface.