Manipulative Harem God



[Host, you still haven't told me, how do you plan to deal with Wu Xue?] the system's voice cut through the silence, sudden and demanding.

Zhang Wei's eyes narrowed as he pondered the question. His expression took on a thoughtful, almost sinister look. 'Earlier,' he began, his voice low and filled with intent, 'I planned to rape and enslave her, to bend her to my will when she confronts me about Lin Ruoxi.' He then surreptitiously glanced at the woman with flowing blonde hair who was engrossed in her work. 'But now,' he continued, his voice laced with cunning, 'I think I shall wait and observe. Tomorrow's outcome will be decided by her own attitude.'

With his plans set aside for the moment, Zhang Wei immersed himself in the office.

He spent the entire day delving into the intricacies of the companies under the Lin Group's vast network, seeking to grasp their essence.

Deep within him, Zhang Wei harbored a heart that was both magnanimous and indifferent.

He regarded his slaves as his properties including their wealth and assets, their possessions to be used as he pleased.

In due time, he dialed Leng Mei's number.

As soon as the call connected, her voice rushed through the line.

Leng Mei: "What do you need?"

Somewhere within the sprawling confines of her luxurious manor in Longyun City, Leng Mei indulged in a moment of pure bliss.

She lay back on a plush beach chair, basking in the warm embrace of the sun's rays, while the tranquil sounds of a gently lapping grand pool serenaded her senses.

In the midst of this idyllic scene, her phone rang, and without hesitation, she swiftly answered Zhang Wei's call.

Zhang Wei couldn't help but be taken aback by the urgency in her voice. "Why does it sound like you're in a rush? You're usually so free to chat with me," he questioned, curious about the sudden change.

Unbeknownst to Zhang Wei, Leng Mei was a salted fish, who had strategically delegated all her work to her capable subordinates, leaving her with ample leisure time.

But he couldn't fathom this reality, 'assuming' that managing such a massive cooperation must be immensely stressful for her.

Had he known the truth, he would have given her an earful for speaking to him in such a tone.

Leng Mei retorted, her voice tinged with impatience, "Yes, I am very busy! Now that you know, please don't disturb me anymore!"

*Beep...* *Beep...*

The phone's insistent tone lingered in the air, signaling an abrupt end to their conversation.

"What?"

Zhang Wei was left flabbergasted, his mind reeling from the whirlwind of events.

No matter how consumed she was with her own business, she still belonged to him.

How dare she audaciously cut the call on him?

His face contorted into a mask of disbelief, and he hastily accessed the instant messaging app.

With a heart filled with anger, he unleashed a torrent of threats, promising to personally go to the capital and teach her a harsh lesson in ten different ways, should she dare to cross him.

Leng Mei, reading his menacing message, felt a surge of disbelief that gripped her so tightly she almost lost her balance, almost toppling from her chair.

In that moment, she clenched her teeth and dialed his number.

No matter the reasoning behind her acceptance of the slave seal, she knew deep down that if he truly followed through with his threat to come visit, it would not end too well for her.

*Buzz... Buzz...*

Zhang Wei, eyes glinting with a vindictive triumph, witnessed his phone vibrating with malicious delight.

Without a moment's hesitation, he abruptly terminated the call, satisfied with the power he still held over her.

"What!?"

Leng Mei rubbed her temples in disbelief. "Is he seeking revenge on me?" she muttered in disbelief, a charming laugh escaping her lips as she found amusement in the absurdity of the situation.

However, her laughter soon faded, replaced by a stiff expression, as despite the nineteen missed calls, he refused to answer.

Her servants, witnessing her frantic finger swipes across the phone screen, stood in bewilderment, observing their normally composed miss in a state of panic.

Never in their lives had they witnessed their miss so desperate for something, not even for calling or meeting her own daughter.

Finally, on the twenty-third attempt, the call connected, and a tired voice of Leng Mei echoed from the other end.

"Master, how may this humble servant be of service to you?" Leng Mei abandoned any pretense of pride, her words now laced with a mixture of fear and resignation.

Zhang Wei smiled with a sense of satisfaction, outlining his plans to Leng Mei and expressing his need for mining contracts.

He explained that Qingyun City had numerous unexplored areas rich in ores, but due to political conflicts, these areas remained untapped.

Zhang Wei saw this as a lucrative opportunity to fill his coffers.

Leng Mei was taken aback, surprised that he had actually called her for a legitimate reason.

She responded enthusiastically, "Consider it done!"

Zhang Wei nodded, his satisfaction evident.

Leng Mei hesitated slightly before asking, "...May I hang up now?"

Zhang Wei grinned, his words laced with taunting humor, "When have I ever stopped you from ending our calls?"

"...." Leng Mei fell silent, feeling the weight of sarcasm.

She yearned to question the heavens about what crime she had committed to be cursed with encounters with this unreasonable man.

In the end, the call continued for another five minutes before Zhang Wei finally ended it, leaving Leng Mei to collect her thoughts.

Afterward, Zhang Wei's curiosity was piqued as his gaze fell upon the wooden door to the left.

On the right was Wu Xue's cabin, featuring a half-transparent glass wall, but to the left, a solid concrete wall caught his attention, with an intriguing door embedded within it.

Rising from his seat, Zhang Wei approached the door, causing it to emit a satisfying *click* as it swung open.

"Now, this is unexpected," Zhang Wei expressed in surprise, discovering a fully furnished hotel-like bedroom complete with an attached washroom.

With a bedroom like this, he wondered if he could find enjoyment in his office.

Zhang Wei pondered having something similar constructed within his own company and decided to send the details outlining his requirements to Rose.

"This space was built for President Lin to rest. She often works late into the night and occasionally stays overnight in the company," a voice chimed from behind him.

Turning around, Zhang Wei found Wu Xue holding a handbag, her explanation offering insight into the purpose of the hidden room.

"Are you going somewhere?" Zhang Wei inquired.

Wu Xue felt a slight blush rise to her cheeks, but seeing that Zhang Wei remained nonchalant, she took a breath and composed herself, pointing towards the outside. "It's already 6 o'clock. The staff have already left by 5," she clarified.

Zhang Wei nodded understandingly and waved his hand dismissively. "You may go then."

Wu Xue hesitated for a moment, her mind filled with questions about Zhang Wei, but in the end, she pressed her lips together and quietly made her way towards the exit. However, her departure was abruptly halted by Zhang Wei's sudden call.

"Wait!" he called out to her.

Wu Xue's body flinched involuntarily, her mind filled with a swirling whirlwind of thoughts and images, including the temptations of infidelity and cheating on Yu Lei by engaging with her husband behind her back.

"W-What do you need?" Wu Xue stammered nervously.

Zhang Wei gave her a gentle reminder, "Don't forget to take care of the recordings."

Wu Xue breathed a sigh of relief, her voice trembling slightly as she responded, "D-don't worry, the cameras in the office are connected directly to Lin Ruoxi's laptop." With those words, she hastily made her escape, fearing that he might try to stop her or pull her back once he knew this information.

Zhang Wei shook his head, watching her hurried figure darting into the elevator.

He couldn't help but feel that these two weeks would prove to be even more interesting than he had originally anticipated.