Manipulative Harem God



Returning to the villa, the sight that greeted Zhang Wei was Yu Lei's radiant smile, as she proudly displayed the results of her pregnancy test.

Zhang Wei couldn't help but shake his head. He had already reassured her, so why did she persist in testing herself?

Yet, in the midst of his bemusement, her infectious smile provoked him to playfully toss her onto the bed, teasing and tormenting her until she succumbed to peaceful slumber.

Gazing at her fatigued visage, Zhang Wei sighed and settled himself to rest as well.

Most men find themselves in a bewildering haze of desires...

However, Zhang Wei harbored a distinct clarity about his own desires...

He harbored no aspirations for a committed relationship, marriage, or any conventional bonds...

His aspiration was elegantly straightforward: a woman who would greet him with a smile each time their gazes met—be it genuine, feigned, or forged!

A man's emotional state is intricately tied to the women who surround him. He staunchly refused to immerse himself in the company of those snobbish women, even if they dangled money before him.

The rationale behind his preference for the current, slightly broken Yu Lei over her past version was crystal clear. The present Yu Lei wore a perpetual smile, one that lit up whenever she caught sight of him.

He harbored no desire to view women as mere trophies...

His aspiration was to regard women as trophies that pulsated with life!

Though publicly uttering such sentiments would likely subject him to a throng's fury, he cared not for others' judgments of his choices.

Contemplating his own existence, Zhang Wei, plagued by a touch of weariness today, surrendered to slumber once more.

Unbeknownst even to him, the dormant dragon bloodline had begun exerting its influence, stoking his cravings for intimacy following a triumphant battle.

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On the morning of March 29th, 2023, Zhang Wei's eyelids fluttered open, greeted by an unexpected warmth between his legs.

A few strands of silver hair veiled his face, as he released a contented sigh, extending his hands to affectionately stroke her head.

Feng Xinyue was fully engrossed, skillfully pleasuring him with fervent dedication, her head rhythmically moving between his legs. She had mastered an array of techniques, each executed with remarkable finesse.

Recalling the previous night, Zhang Wei realized that amidst his time with Yu Lei, he had forgotten to attend to Feng Xinyue's needs. Her current actions seemed like revenge for that unwitting neglect.

Thoughts of revenge stirred a sudden shift of his gaze to the right, revealing Yu Lei seated there. Her breaths were uneven, her eyes fixated on Feng Xinyue with a mix of resentment and frustration.

The gritting of Yu Lei's teeth was audibly palpable, as if something precious was slipping through her fingers.

However, despite Yu Lei's obvious discomfort, the little nizi seemed determinedly indifferent to her presence, choosing to ignore her entirely.

Amidst this unspoken tension, Zhang Wei pondered the reason behind Yu Lei's seemingly competitive stance, unable to fathom why she would engage in such a rivalry.

There were others ways to defuse this situation...

"Why not join her instead of simmering in anger?" he suggested abruptly.

!?

Yu Lei turned to him, her surprise evident on her face. She had assumed he was still asleep; otherwise, she would have put on a much more convincing act.

"Join her?" His unexpected words caused her to tilt her head, her gaze meeting Feng Xinyue's. Feng Xinyue had paused and was now regarding her with innocent, blinking eyes.

In the heartbeat that followed, the scene transformed into something unexpected yet oddly endearing: a graceful adult figure, gracefully crouched beside an innocent young girl, extended her tongue in a hesistant, tentative gesture.

Their eyes communicated a silent challenge, a secret connection that transcended words.

Soon, Zhang Wei let out another satisfied sigh as two distinct sensations coursed through his mind.

'If there were a heaven, it must surely be this!'

His hands tenderly caressed the smooth hair of both women, who were now locked in a fiery battle to outdo each other in their efforts to serve him.

Little did they know, Zhang Wei was the true victor in their seemingly trivial contest.

After freshening up, Zhang Wei hopped into his car, headed for his next destination: Lin Ruoxi.

Today, his intention was to gauge her demeanor firsthand.

The moment for the final preparations had arrived.

Just then, he recollected her unusual gaze from yesterday. "Hey, system, any insight into Lin Ruoxi's plans?"

[Yes, host. I've been anticipating your inquiry.]

Zhang Wei nodded, "How much will that piece of information cost me?"

This was the crux of the matter.

With only 90 villain points remaining, he had to be cautious. If the system demanded too much, he would need to resort to alternative negotiation tactics.

[No worries, host. Yesterday, when you inquired about the Scarlet Lady, I provided a bundled price for both sets of information, so consider it prepaid.]

"...."

Zhang Wei's expression froze, caught off guard.

[Wink Host, my hospitality deserves some recognition, don't you think?]

"How about a hot spring," Zhang Wei spoke calmly, recollecting himself, "... But it'll be in boiling oil, just for you."

[Sorry, host, but that wouldn't be enough to harm me.]

Zhang Wei felt his frustration rising. The system seemed to know just how to get under his skin. It promptly disclosed Lin Ruoxi's plans before things escalated further.

The fresh information brought a satisfied smile to Zhang Wei's face, momentarily wiping away the memory of the system's earlier retorts.

His intrigue now centered around the cunning Lin Ruoxi, who, against the odds, still clung to her glimmering sliver of hope for escape.

He had assumed he had shattered that hope long ago, yet it seemed there was still a lingering thread of it.

With a resolute "Vroom!" he accelerated his car, newfound excitement coursing through him. The tantalizing prospect of extinguishing her remaining hopes today and witnessing her complete surrender electrified him.

But in the midst of this charged determination, a shadow caught his attention. A woman slipped into a car on the roadside, compelling him to slam on the brakes.

"Hm?"

Lowering his window, he gazed out only to find the car vanished into thin air. "What is she doing here?" he pondered, already having a strong inkling about the woman's identity.

A myriad of emotions played across his features, interrupted by impatient car horns from behind. With a firm press of the accelerator, he reengaged with the traffic, the puzzle of the mysterious woman lingering in his thoughts.

Brick lay confined to a hospital bed, the aftermath of yesterday's brutal fight evident in his battered form.

Today, Raven stepped out to greet Zhang Wei, a subtle tension evident in her demeanor as she approached him.

The memory of yesterday's performance lingered in Raven's mind, etching a deep impression that she couldn't shake off.

Now, caution threaded through her every move around Zhang Wei; gone was her former sense of ease.

Then, the scene shifted to another session with Lin Ruoxi. As she attended to Zhang Wei that day, her actions flowed effortlessly, a well-practiced routine in motion.

However, the routine was shattered when Zhang Wei's voice cut through the air, "Clean up, we are going outside."

"What!?"

The words reverberated, leaving Lin Ruoxi stunned. She shot up from her seat as if lightning had electrified her, her eyes fixed on Zhang Wei in sheer disbelief.

Her voice quivered, hanging in the air.

"Y-You're taking me out?"

Her wide eyes mirrored the astonishment she felt. Despite his mention of it the day before, the idea of leaving the confines of the hospital had seemed distant, something to be anticipated in the future.

Zhang Wei nodded, his nonchalance a stark contrast to Lin Ruoxi's astonishment.

!!

His affirmation left Lin Ruoxi's expression adrift, a mix of surprise and confusion playing out on her features.

In a swift flurry of movement, she rushed to the bathroom, a newfound urgency driving her to cleanse herself thoroughly, as if the opportunity had suddenly emerged from a dream.

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"Am I supposed to go outside like this?" Lin Ruoxi's voice trembled with astonishment as Zhang Wei had stripped her of all her clothing, leaving her clad only in a towel for cover.

Even Raven, standing nearby, couldn't hide her surprise at Zhang Wei's unexpected actions.

"We're just going for a short car ride, you don't need clothes," Zhang Wei's words carried a firm resolve.

A sense of unease washed over Lin Ruoxi. 'He doesn't trust me,' she thought, her face a mask of neutrality as she nodded, determined not to arouse suspicion.

Raven was instructed to drive, and today, a Rolls Royce that had been tucked away in the garage for this very purpose was brought out.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Lin Ruoxi's anxiety was palpable. She recognized the vehicle, her legs restlessly shifting as she tried to appear calm and excited.

She gazed out of the windows, her eyes fixed on the passing scenery, while Zhang Wei occupied the back seat beside her, his hands folded neatly.

For the first time in almost two weeks, sunlight caressed Lin Ruoxi's skin. It was an almost overwhelming sensation, and she fought back tears, her determination to escape the confines of that dark basement strengthened even further.

Drawing deep breaths, she opened the windows as the scenery began to change. The rush of fresh air carried a sense of nostalgia, soothing her senses.