Manipulative Harem God



All gazes now directed towards Zhang Wei, full of their resentment and envy.

Such a beautiful flower already have an owner? 

Impossible!

If not for Zhang Wei's rich appearance, these guys would have come for a fight.

And when he popped the keys of ferrari, everyone retraced their gazes, and sighed... it appears this was a rich man!

Such excellent goods can only belong to rich men like Zhang Wei!

They can only look from afar!

Zhang Wei drove towards a northern district, and Xiong Mei sat obediently in the car, her gaze shifting hesitantly around the unfamiliar surroundings.

Gradually, boredom settled in, causing her to turn her attention to the window and the passing scenery.

Finally, Zhang Wei's announcement broke the monotony. "We have arrived!" He parked the car in the underground parking lot of an expansive residential complex.

Curiosity sparkled in Xiong Mei's eyes as she followed him into the building.

They entered a lift that carried them to the top floor, where a penthouse spanning two units awaited them.

This luxurious property, which had an estimated market value of 168 million HLD, had been acquired through less than conventional means—by exerting influence over the Wang Family.

Wang Liang, well aware of Zhang Wei's capabilities, hadn't dared to demand any monetary compensation.

Guided by a female staff member and the caretaker of the property, Zhang Wei and Xiong Mei entered the penthouse.

The moment she stepped inside, Xiong Mei felt a mixture of unease and excitement ripple through her. She stood frozen at the entrance, taking in the grandeur of their surroundings.

As the caretaker departed after handing over the access keys, Xiong Mei's attention was drawn to the private swimming pool that adorned the property, adding another layer of extravagance to an already opulent space.

Finally, breaking the silence, Zhang Wei asked, "How do you find it?"

Xiong Mei's eyes lit up with awe and excitement as she responded, "It's amazing! It's incredibly luxurious!" Her honesty was evident in her enthusiastic admission.

Zhang Wei's smile grew more pronounced as he handed her a set of papers. "It's yours," he stated matter-of-factly.

"Huh?"

Xiong Mei turned to him, her eyes wide with surprise, struggling to grasp the reality of the situation.

For a good thirty seconds, she blinked, processing his words. Then, her finger hesitantly pointed to herself, her voice carrying disbelief, "T-This is mine?"

"Why? Don't you want it?" Zhang Wei asked, amusement tugging at the corners of his lips.

Shaking her head, Xiong Mei's expression was a mix of astonishment and confusion. "But it's too expensive! Why would you give this to me?" She struggled to comprehend his actions, her mind whirling with a sense of bewilderment.

Zhang Wei's smile remained, softening as he replied, "Don't you want to be free from the school dormitory? And I've changed my plans. It's not just for three years now. With this, I want you to be with me forever, as long as you're obedient. You can stay by my side."

Xiong Mei's skepticism was clear as she voiced her doubts. "Aren't you afraid I might abandon you if I find someone wealthier?" Her words held a pensive undertone, her gaze contemplative as she tried to gauge his reaction.

Curiously, the gift of the penthouse didn't stir the same level of excitement within her as his declaration of wanting her "forever." The mere utterance of that word, made her heart skip a beat, leaving her momentarily breathless.

Amusement danced in Zhang Wei's eyes as he questioned, "Would you really do that?"

Xiong Mei found herself speechless, caught off guard by his response.

As much as she yearned to express her willingness to become his official girlfriend and to forego material possessions, reality weighed heavily on her.

The chasm between their worlds felt immense. The thought of becoming his wife seemed almost inconceivable, as she grappled with the expectations and pressures she believed would come with such a role.

'I think being his lover is a more suitable path for me,' she concluded silently.

Given Zhang Wei's nature, she presumed he had other lovers like herself, making the position of a wife appear more complex and demanding than she initially imagined.

In response, she shook her head with reassurance. "Don't worry, I don't change owners. No one would trust a dog that has betrayed its past owner.... I can't bite the hand that feeds me," she quipped, offering her pledge with a light tone.

Zhang Wei's satisfaction was evident as he nodded in response. "Good, but remember, never engage in any kind of intimate interactions with any other males, or else..." He trailed off, his words followed by an strange, almost sinister smile that sparked a curious sensation within Xiong Mei.

'At least he's possessive,' she thought to herself, finding his possessiveness both amusing and intriguing.

She nodded to acknowledge his instruction.

Just then, he leaned down slightly and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead before bidding her goodbye.

*Gasp!*

Xiong Mei was taken aback by the sudden display of affection, her eyes following his every movement until he left the penthouse.

As the door closed behind him, Xiong Mei found herself lost in thought, pondering the complexity of her new life, starting today.

Eventually, she sank onto the sofa, her gaze fixed on the expanse around her, her mind a whirlwind of emotions.

Despite having financial resources that could afford her anything, she felt a sense of emptiness within these lavish surroundings.

In the quiet solitude of the penthouse, she found herself grappling with a feeling of being adrift, as if the material luxury couldn't fill the void in her heart.

Finally, after some hesitation, she reached a decision. With determination in her eyes, she called upon the caretaker of the place.

Resolute in her intent, she resolved to transform the interior decor to reflect her own tastes.

As the penthouse was meant to signify their shared love nest, it only made sense to infuse it with elements that resonated with her own identity.

With a newfound determination, she was determined to turn this space into something that truly felt like their home.