Manipulative Harem God



Unbeknownst to Zhang Wei, Wu Xue's mind was racing with a completely different set of thoughts. Her imagination was filled with images from the CEO-themed manga she had read in the past.

'It's exactly like those scenes!... W-Will he... k-k-kiss me now?' she wondered, slightly opening her right eye, sneakily peeking at his face.

Zhang Wei remained oblivious to these fantasies that often occupied the minds of modern women.

If he had properly surveyed Yu Lei's novel collection before deleting, he might have known that this was the legendary domineering CEO scene from the novel!

It had its own dedicated fan base among women, and Wu Xue had unknowingly become a victim of it.

Zhang Wei's actions had unintentionally caused a great disturbance in her poor heart, which was now racing like a wild rabbit.

As Zhang Wei observed her flushed red face and tightly shut eyes, he found himself at a loss for what to do.

He had completely lost his earlier momentum and desire, now solely focused on studying her countenance.

In all honesty, the combination of Eastern beauty with her blonde hair made her a particularly striking figure in his eyes.

With a sudden movement, he extended his hands and playfully pinched her cheek. "You are quite cute," he mentioned nonchalantly, his gaze fixed on her with utmost seriousness.

And then, in an instant, *boom!*

Wu Xue's mind exploded as a rush of redness flooded from her neck to her face, completely overpowering her previously fair complexion, making her appear even more adorable to Zhang Wei's surprise.

'I-I am twenty-six years old, and he finds me c-cute?' she thought, the pounding of her heart becoming audible.

In her school days, Wu Xue had received countless compliments, but everything changed in university.

She had hoped to find romance there, but instead, she became nothing more than a side character in the presence of her friend, Lin Ruoxi.

Every boy who approached her only sought Lin Ruoxi's contact information.

And the same pattern repeated itself in the workplace, whether it was Ye Feng or Wang Haoran.

It would be a lie to say that she wasn't affected by these events. However, instead of dwelling on them, she made a conscious decision to redirect her energy towards her work.

Now, faced with Zhang Wei's direct attention, her heartstrings were struck violently.

This twenty-six-year-old virgin felt her legs give way as she slowly collapsed onto the floor, overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment.

Zhang Wei was genuinely troubled as he took in her messy appearance. 'Did I push her too far?' he thought, his concern evident as he instinctively reached out for her wrists to check on her.

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However, this innocent gesture only heightened Wu Xue's imagination, as she misinterpreted Zhang Wei's touch as a gentle caress against her palms.

As Zhang Wei inspected her, he found no abnormalities within her body, except for her irregular heartbeat.

Just as he lifted his head, his eyes were met by a pair of teary eyes staring back at him.

Unconsciously, Zhang Wei's gaze lingered on her lips, which appeared suddenly dry.

He brought his hand to his face, inching closer to her in a momentary lapse of self-restraint.

Ever since acquiring his powers, he had often forgotten the need for restraint and indulged in his desires.

This was why encounters with someone like Feng Ruoyan caused him to lose his composure, as his powers proved inadequate in their presence.

Wu Xue's lips and eyes were already wide open in surprise, and when she felt a cold touch glide over her lips, her pupils dilated with a mixture of shock and anticipation.

The exquisite taste of her lips intoxicated Zhang Wei, capturing his senses and fueling his desire. With his other hand, he caressed her back, slowly gliding it downwards until he firmly grasped a handful of her supple and elastic buttocks, savoring their softness.

Wu Xue's eyes quivered, once again misinterpreting the situation, causing her lips to tremble in anticipation. Her hesitation evaporated as she parted her lips, anticipation written across her face.

"Hm?" Zhang Wei's eyes widened with surprise as he met her gaze. Wu Xue, overwhelmed with shyness, quickly averted her eyes, embarrassed and unsure of what to say or do.

Ignoring her hesitance, Zhang Wei boldly extended his tongue, plunging into the depths of her enticing mouth, exploring every curve and crevice, cherishing the scent and taste that surrounded him.

He encountered Wu Xue's feeble attempt to match his advances, her tongue passively responding to his fervor but not able to withstand his dominance.

He effortlessly conquered her in that passionate exchange, leaving her breathless and yearning for more.

Meanwhile, his hands expertly slipped underneath her skirt, teasingly tracing the contours (shape) of her buttocks, their touch igniting a fiery sensation upon her tender skin.

He kneaded and squeezed her velvety flesh, intensifying the pleasure that coursed through her.

When finally released from his sensual grip, Wu Xue was left gasping for air, her heart pounding in her chest. "Haaa... haaa..." she struggled to regain her composure, her gaze lost in a sea of desire as she locked eyes with Zhang Wei, craving for the next chapter of their passionate encounter.

Without uttering a single word, her legs quivered uncontrollably as she slipped from his grasp, her heart pounding fiercely in her chest.

She dashed towards her small cabin, fueled by a mix of embarrassment and adrenaline.

"Huh?" Zhang Wei's gaze lingered on the retreating figure, a mischievous grin tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"She is interesting," he murmured to himself, his curiosity piqued.

Meanwhile, Wu Xue swiftly buried her face in her hands, her cheeks flushing crimson, before stealing a furtive glance outside the glass wall.

The sight of Zhang Wei's smirk only deepened her embarrassment, prompting her to hastily open her laptop and feign engrossment in her work.

In all his years, Zhang Wei had never encountered a woman quite like her.

Her behavior appeared utterly childish and frivolous in his eyes, yet something about her captivated him.

Shaking his head in mild disbelief, he returned to his desk and pulled out his phone, seeking confirmation from Rose that she had indeed withheld water and food from Lin Ruoxi.

Zhang Wei had no intention of meeting her for the next two days, intending to subject her to 'starvation' during that time.

Strangely, rather than pity, he felt a thrill of excitement at the notion of molding her into a submissive slave.