Manipulative Harem God



"....It is time for you to fulfill your role as my slave. Why don't you give everyone a remarkable display, teaching them what you learned that fateful night with me?"

Leng Yan's brows furrowed in deep concern as she anxiously scanned the growing commotion surrounding them. Her eyes locked with the multitude of curious gazes that bore into her, intensifying her unease with each passing moment.

Though Zhang Wei had grown accustomed to the scrutiny and disregard for such prying eyes, Leng Yan found it increasingly difficult to shake off their invasive presence.

Her heart raced with panic as she attempted to step forward, only to be met with an unyielding grip from Zhang Wei, who kept her firmly in place.

Determined to teach Leng Yan a harsh lesson, Zhang Wei cunningly devised a bold and audacious move.

With every pair of eyes fixed upon them, he fearlessly leaned in, his lips forcefully colliding with Leng Yan's in a fiery display of affection.

Leng Yan's eyes widened in utter shock as Zhang Wei pressed her head closer, not giving her the slightest chance to resist.

A mixture of frustration, anger, and shame overwhelmed her, causing her fists to clench tightly and her whole body to tremble with fury.

To the astonished onlookers, it appeared as if she quivered with electrifying anticipation, encapsulated by the sheer intensity of the moment they were witnessing.

"Holy fuck!"

"Heavens, it's shattered!"

"Fatty, close your eyes!"

"You bastard Zheng, that's not my eyes!"

"What the fuck is this squishy thing, then?"

"Ahem, that's my dick," a newcomer interrupted, blushing slightly as Gao Zheng's hands innocently wandered to his crotch.

"You gay bastard Zheng, stay the hell away from me!"

Upon hearing this, the man referred to as "fatty" hastily distanced himself from the pair, clearly disassociating from any potential controversy.

It was just one of many interactions, and in that moment, the news reached even the chief himself, Liu Zhihao, perched on the top floor of the towering building.

His grip tightened around the pen in his hands as he received the information, his face etched with sighs of frustration.

"Do they take this bureau for some kind of motel?" he muttered, the words escaping his lips, though he knew deep down there was little he could do.

When the next person held a background as influential as Mount Tai, one had no choice but to curse fate and turn a blind eye.

Liu Zhihao, having been seasoned by years of serving in the bureaucracy, was well-versed in the art of pretending to be foolish, shielding himself from the repercussions that lurked beneath the surface.

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*Boom!*

With a resounding bang, the door of the room slammed shut, jolting Leng Yan's senses.

She found herself pressed against it, her purple hair cascading around her as she took deep, ragged breaths.

Her face burned with a mix of humiliation and anger, clearly visible for all to see.

In a searing glare, Leng Yan locked eyes with Zhang Wei, who stood before her, snickering and chuckling smugly, as though savoring his victory.

"Are you pleased with yourself now?" she retorted, her voice laced with contempt. "You've succeeded in humiliating me in front of everyone. Is your thirst for revenge finally quenched, or do you have more plans in mind?"

Zhang Wei, however, merely shook his head, a cryptic gesture that left Leng Yan puzzled. She furrowed her brows in confusion, failing to grasp the gravity of the situation.

Unbeknownst to her, this should have served as a clear warning sign, a signal urging her to flee from the imminent danger that awaited her.

How could she possess such lack of situational awareness?

Entrapped in a confined space with a man and a woman, it was a peril she should have long recognized, prompting her to escape without a second thought.

Regardless of whether she knew his intentions or not, Leng Yan soon spoke with a slightly troubled expression, "What do you want to do with Mei? You used me earlier to manipulate her. She's innocent, so why are you targeting her?" After the day's events, Leng Yan had doubts that Zhang Wei's revenge would extend to Leng Mei as well.

"Oh, you're surprisingly concerned for your mother," Zhang Wei remarked, firmly grasping her chin.

"Yes, I am. So, what do you intend to do with her?" Leng Yan admitted while locking eyes with him.

Zhang Wei chuckled, knowing that his plans didn't include subjugating her today, but he believed she still needed some discipline.

"I want nothing more than what I've previously stated. Just your mother and daughter serving me side by side," he reiterated his intentions, causing Leng Yan's eyes to widen in shock.

"H-How can you still do this? Haven't I been serving you faithfully and obeying your every command?" In Leng Yan's eyes, Zhang Wei transformed into the greatest villain imaginable, an absolute monster who didn't even flinch while telling lies.

In a desperate attempt, Leng Yan gritted her teeth and took a bold step forward, her hands trembling as she wrapped them around Zhang Wei's neck.

She tried to maintain a seductive gaze, but her cheeks burned with embarrassment, and her breath came in rapid, shallow gasps.

Zhang Wei's eyes narrowed, his amusement evident as he studied her feeble attempt at seduction.

Leng Yan, unable to bear his taunting gaze, averted her eyes, but a flicker of determination ignited within her. Her eyelids dropped, then fluttered open with unwavering resolve.

Summoning every ounce of bravery, she leaned in and planted a hesitant peck on his lips. Heat rushed to her cheeks, turning them crimson as she gathered her voice.

"I will behave...properly," she stammered, the words laced with a mix of shame and determination. "Please, can you release Mei?"

Zhang Wei's feigned astonishment masked a devious grin, his thumb caressing her flushed face. "Behave properly? What do you truly mean?" he taunted, enjoying her vulnerability.

Leng Yan's eyes shook, but she mustered her resolve once again. "I swear, on my very pride, that I will submit to your every command."

A glimmer of wicked amusement danced in Zhang Wei's eyes as he pondered her words. "Ah," he exclaimed, savoring the moment. 'Obeying my every command...does that not include serving her own mother in my bed? Does she even comprehend the depths of her pledge?'

As he analyzed her naiveté, Zhang Wei realized that beneath her facade of pride, this woman was painfully guillable.

Zhang Wei couldn't help but burst into laughter, his amusement unleashed upon witnessing Leng Yan's unintentional surrender.

As she stood there, a mix of embarrassment and anger radiating from her, he reveled in the sheer satisfaction of having power over her.

With no shame or remorse for his ulterior motives, Zhang Wei savored the moment, relishing in the sight of Leng Yan's conflicted expression.

There was an unmistakable satisfaction in watching her willingly comply, her face contorted with a blend of frustration and compliance.

This was far more gratifying than resorting to a mere slave seal.

A wicked grin dancing on his lips, he leaned in closer, his voice laced with a malicious undertone as he whispered the conditions of their agreement into her ear.

The effect was immediate - her face flushed crimson like a ripened tomato, her eyes widening in a mixture of shock and indignation.

"You...you dare!" Leng Yan sputtered, the surge of anger threatening to explode from within. How could he maintain a straight face after uttering such audacious words?

But even in the face of her boiling fury, Leng Yan managed to gather her composure, her voice trembling with hesitance as she posed her question.

"If I...if I do as you say, will you promise to leave Mei alone?" she asked, her voice catching in her throat.

Zhang Wei's smile only grew wider, his eyes gleaming with a malevolent delight. "Fear not," he replied, his voice dripping with ominous intent. "If you satisfy me to the fullest extent, I shall refrain from laying a finger on Leng Mei."

Understanding his twisted logic, Leng Yan nodded slowly, her determination shining through.

Without wasting a moment, she swiftly escaped from the confinements of the cabin.

Making her way to a small wardrobe, she retrieved something hidden within before dashing outside, clutching a mysterious object tightly in her trembling hands.

Despite her composed expression, the telltale blush creeping up her ears betrayed the overwhelming embarrassment she felt.