Manipulative Harem God



"M-Mr. Zhang, what are you doing here this late at night? Are you lost?" Lin Ruoxi's voice trailed off, her eyes widening in surprise. But she quickly regained her composure, reminding herself that this was her own home.

Zhang Wei, however, had no intentions of beating around the bush. He took a deliberate step forward, his eyes locked onto her.

With a soft click, he closed the door behind him, trapping them in a tense silence. "Lin Ruoxi, the cold president sporting such fancy attire! *Whistle* Now that's some great news," he commented, his voice filled with a strange mix of admiration and mischief.

He stood just far enough away to maintain a physical distance, yet close enough to make his presence felt.

His eyes roved over her, pausing on her adorable dress adorned with charming panda prints.

A rush of emotions flooded Lin Ruoxi's face, a deep blush of anger blending with the embarrassment.

Reacting swiftly, she jerked open a nearby drawer, her fingers curling around a sharp, knife-like object.

The cold metal glinted dangerously under the flickering light. "I warn you, don't come any closer. Even if you're Yu Lei's husband, I won't hesitate to use this!" she declared with a fierce determination, her voice sharp and resolute.

Within a single glance, Lin Ruoxi had deciphered his ulterior motives, understanding the suspicious nature of their entire interaction that day. But it was too late for regrets.

Zhang Wei's gaze, however, remained unperturbed by her threat. On the contrary, it grew even more intrigued.

Witnessing Lin Ruoxi, fresh from her bath, looking ethereal and otherworldly, he struggled to suppress the rising desires churning within him.

As Zhang Wei's deliberate footsteps closed in, Lin Ruoxi felt a surge of urgency.

Her back pressed firmly against the wall, she realized she had reached the limit of her retreat.

Her eyes narrowed with unwavering determination, preparing to defend herself at all costs.

With the metallic object clutched tightly in her hand, she aimed a swift and forceful stab towards Zhang Wei's shoulder.

Her right hand raised high above her head, she brought it down with lightning speed, aiming unyieldingly for his left shoulder.

Swissh!

*Clink*

However, to her astonishment, the room filled with the sharp sound of clinking metal as the knife-like object shattered upon contact with Zhang Wei's impenetrable skin.

His clothes only showed a faint bruise from the impact, barely a scratch.

Lin Ruoxi's mind exploded with a jumble of confusion and disbelief. She stared at Zhang Wei, her beautiful eyes widening in shock, her cherry lips slightly agape. "H-How?"

The realization of her failed attempt to harm him left her utterly dumbfounded.

Zhang Wei couldn't help but take pleasure in Lin Ruoxi's stunned expression.

A sly grin crept across his face as he spoke, his voice laced with playful arrogance, "It seems your little weapon couldn't inflict much damage. Looks like you underestimated me, President Lin."

Lin Ruoxi's anger and frustration surged within her, intensified by Zhang Wei's audacious behavior. "Who do you think you are, invading my home and mocking me? Leave immediately!" she demanded, her voice dripping with icy authority.

The room was sealed shut, leaving no possibility for interference.

Zhang Wei's grin widened, his gaze fixated on her. "Pretending to be tough, huh?" he sneered.

This woman thinks she can act tough to drive me away, but little does she know, Zhang Wei can easily sense her growing anxiety.

He slowly raised his hands, intending to caress her face, but they were swiftly slapped away.

*Snapped!*

"Don't you hear me? Get out!" Lin Ruoxi couldn't help but scream louder as she witnessed his increasingly provocative actions.

Swish!

Zhang Wei's movements were swift and decisive as he forcefully pinned Lin Ruoxi's hands against the wall.

She, desperate to break free, attempted to strike him with her foot only to be silenced by his crushing weight on her toes.

!!

The intensity of the situation caused Lin Ruoxi's cherry lips to part in shock. She never would have imagined that someone would dare to assault her within the confines of her own home.

"There's a camera here!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with a mix of disbelief and fear. "If you leave now, and I won't call the police," she threatened, hoping to dissuade Zhang Wei from his course of action.

Yet, both Zhang Wei and Lin Ruoxi remained frozen, locked in an immovable embrace. With each passing second, Zhang Wei's face inched closer to hers, his eyes void of any consideration for her threats.

Unfazed by her words, he paid no heed to the presence of a camera.

Let it record him, he thought.

He could delete it later, erasing any traces of his transgressions.

Lin Ruoxi, however, had never expected Zhang Wei to exhibit such unyielding fearlessness.

In an instant, her lips were captured by his, sealing her protests within.

"Wooo wooo~"

Lin Ruoxi desperately fought against his grip, her struggles illuminated by an aggrieved tear that fell from her eyes.

The realization struck her: her first kiss, stolen away in such a cruel manner.

'My first kiss, gone!?'

As a woman who cherished dramatic tales, she had always envisioned her first kiss to be a cherished and mutual experience. She refused to let Zhang Wei have his way.

In a surge of defiance, she sank her teeth into his invading tongue, forcefully reclaiming control over her own body.

!!

Next, she launched herself at him, her knees and head aimed directly at his crotch.

*Boom!*

Zhang Wei remained unfazed by her attack, but his tongue throbbed with slight pain. In a swift motion, he seized her hand and locked his intense gaze onto her, burning with determination. "You dare to bite me? Huh? It seems that I need to teach you a lesson."

"Wh-ugh!"

*Slap*

Before she could utter a single word, a sharp, resounding slap struck her face, causing her head to jerk to the side. Her cheeks blazed with a crimson hue, bearing the indelible marks of fingertips.

However, she quickly turned her gaze back to Zhang Wei, her eyes gleaming with contempt. With her head held high, she spat out her words venomously, "Coward, is your only response to raise your hand against women?" Her eyes blazed with furious rage.

But Zhang Wei swiftly raised his hand once again, delivering another firm slap.

*Slap!*

This time, the impact left behind pronounced fingermarks, leaving an undeniable testament to the force he had exerted.

He administered the slap, well aware that this woman was on the verge of spitting on him.

What Zhang Wei's hates the most is suffering a grievance.

With his nature, he would return any grievance he suffered ten times.

'What beauty, if there is no temperament, its just a bitch,' he muttered in his heart, and threw Lin Ruoxi to the bed directly.

!!

"Ah!"

A sharp yelp escaped Lin Ruoxi's mouth, her voice strangled as Zhang Wei climbed above her on the bed, asserting his power and restraining her movements.

Zhang Wei had a peculiar taste for submissive women; he liked obedient women, call him an Emperor collecting vases, he doesn't care.

He harbored an intense aversion towards anything that dared to demand his obedience, his distaste palpable.

This was his justification for not holding a job, and he didn't despise the system to such a degree.

After all, the system never issued any orders or penalties for failing to complete a mission.

Leng Yan had endured tremendous suffering due to a minor disagreement.

This audacious woman had the audacity to bite his tongue, and if he didn't teach her a lesson, he wouldn't deserve to be known as Zhang Wei anymore.

As Zhang Wei gazed upon her countenance ridden with sheer panic, his lip curled into a cruel smile.

But before he could lay a single finger on her, she contorted her body free from his grasp and swung at him with renewed force.

In a fleeting moment, propelled by his instinctual reflexes, Zhang Wei unleashed a swift and punishing blow directly into her defenseless abdomen.

*Gah!*

Lin Ruoxi's eyes flew open, their once serene depths now widening in shock and agony.

Her delicate waist arched forward in a desperate attempt to escape the torment coursing through her body, causing her eyes to momentarily turn an eerie shade of white, as if all color had momentarily fled her.

The frenzied struggle abruptly subsided, leaving Lin Ruoxi gasping for air, her once steady breath reduced to ragged, painful wheezes.

Her eyes, now brimming with a torrent of tears, mirrored the unbearable pain and distress that now enveloped her.