Manipulative Harem God



"Now, it looks good. Keep smiling like this," Zhang Wei remarked, and an awkward, forced smile appeared on Wu Xue's face as she played along.

'Keep smiling?' She mumbled, her gaze locked on his eyes.

There was an unexpected tug at her heartstrings, and for a moment, the world seemed to fade around them.

Zhang Wei's actions were innocent, devoid of any ulterior motives, meant purely for amusement.

Little did he know that today he had made a sneak attack on her, rendering her one step closer to stumbling and falling upon his dick.

Hiding her inner turmoil, Wu Xue maintained her awkward smile as Zhang Wei finally removed his hands from her face.

She even used her own hands to stretch her features comically, speaking in an exaggerated tone, "Is it good enough now, Emperor Zhang Wei? Can this little woman finally be deemed worthy of admission as a concubine?"

Her voice took on an excessively funny quality, causing Zhang Wei's lips to twitch.

But he quickly regained his regal composure and nodded with a majestic look, fully embracing the role.

"It's still not good enough, but the Emperor shall reluctantly accept it due to your devotion!"

Wu Xue, "...."

System, "...."

Zhang Wei had proven himself to be a true master of testing a woman's patience.

Before long, he would need to employ another trick to calm down the furious woman.

His most effective method, of course, involved making her feel embarrassed enough that she couldn't speak or yell.

And if history was any indicator, a few well-placed kisses would soon do the trick.

There was a subtle reason why Zhang Wei didn't immediately accept Wu Xue as a lover, choosing instead to play this game of teasing and testing her patience. 

It was the fundamental difference between Zhang Wei and a love-sick fool; he always planned for the future, never forgetting himself in the present, even in these interactions.

"Hahaha!"

"Zhang Wei, no!"

Lin Ruoxi pressed her lips together, gazing inside the glass-walled cabin silently. Contrary to what she had expected, these two seemed to be enjoying themselves.

She placed her hands over her ears, attempting to block out the sounds, but it was of no use.

She found it impossible to concentrate on her work any longer.

Comparing his treatment of her versus Wu Xue's made Lin Ruoxi restless, causing her to nervously bite her lips as she anxiously contemplated the situation.

Eventually, she released a deep sigh, sliding her chair backward and stepping out of the room in search of some fresh air, as if she couldn't bear to witness any more.

Women are strange beings, a complex mix of desires and expectations. They seemed to crave a man who was desired by others, and they expected perfection in every aspect.

Lin Ruoxi had barely batted an eye when she first encountered Zhang Wei earlier, but witnessing his different treatment of Wu Xue had stirred an unexpected bitterness within her.

Inside the cabin, Wu Xue, who had been trying to evade Zhang Wei's hands that were skillfully rearranging her skirt, noticed the empty chair and ceased her struggles. "Where is she...?"

"Hm?" Her words caught Zhang Wei's attention, and he followed her gaze to realize that Lin Ruoxi was nowhere to be seen.

[Host, she wasn't able to see you guys, and moved outside.]

For once, the system proved useful, informing Zhang Wei of Lin Ruoxi's absence. He shrugged casually before allowing his gaze to linger on the unsuspecting woman in front of him.

Wu Xue couldn't help but notice a sharp glint in his eyes, sending a shiver down her spine. It was as if she had become the target of a cunning wolf.

Zhang Wei's smile widened, sending yet another chill racing down her spine. And then, his final sentence escaped his lips like a sinister whisper, "Xue, isn't it time you fulfill your duties as a lover?" 

Wu Xue suddenly realized that a relationship wasn't all laughter and playfulness. She came face to face with a harsh truth – it came with the expectation of serving him in bed as well.

She felt the cruel slap of reality on her face, desperately trying to escape from his sinister clutches.

The next scene unfolded with a man brutally attempting to force a woman to kneel under the table, as she fought violently in resistance.

"Noooo!"

"Zhang Wei, I told you, I'm not doing it!"

"Don't worry, it tastes like heavenly nectar."

"Haha! That's ridiculous. Have you even tasted it yourself?"

"No, but I've heard good reviews!"

"I don't believe you. You're lier, you always lie!"

"When have I ever lied?"

"Y-You! Stop forcing me already! We can't do this at the company."

"Oh, that's not a problem! Don't forget, the company is mine."

Wu Xue, "....." 

"It's still a no!" She suddenly yelled in protest. He continued to press on her head as she clung to the two legs of the table in resistance, crouching in front of his chair while trying her best to stand up.

Wu Xue resisted with all her heart, utterly confused by the situation.

She couldn't fathom the plot unfolding before her.

Wasn't it supposed to be the other way around?

Usually, it began with sex a few times and then the blowjob, right?

Why was it going in reverse for her?

Her resistance was understandable; directly asking an inexperienced woman for that was quite bold.

What did Zhang Wei expect?

However, little did she know that Zhang Wei was an even more determined individual than she was, and he detested not getting what he wanted.

He gritted his teeth, struggling to control himself, as he didn't want to push her too hard and risk making her head burst like a balloon.

"Woman, even your mother would kneel today, let alone you!"

"What!?"

"Ugh!"

Suddenly, he pushed her down with enough force to make her let out a grunt. Her head slipped out of his grip and instantly struck against the table above.

*Boom!*

Silence filled the room for a brief moment, two pairs of eyes locked onto each other.

Then, it was the crystal-black eyes that turned numb, their owner's expression rapidly changing before it suddenly burst with tears.

"Woo~"

"Tch!" Zhang Wei was rendered speechless as he watched a grown woman cry over what appeared to be a minor injury.

How could she be so sensitive?

Yet, her tears continued to flow, and it started to irritate him.

"Stop crying already. I'm not dead yet," he scolded.

"Shut up!" Wu Xue yelled back while rubbing her head.

Suddenly, Zhang Wei's eyes lit up with a cruel light. "What's with the 'shut up'? Can't even satisfy your lover, and you're telling him to shut up?"

"Huh?" Wu Xue instantly stopped crying, staring at him in disbelief. "What did you just say?"

Zhang Wei smiled faintly and repeated, "I said, you can't even satisfy your lover, and yet you're crying?"

"!!"

Wu Xue's body suddenly trembled, her fists clenched despite the pain throbbing in her head.

His taunting words had truly pierced her fragile ego. She knew he was doing it deliberately, but she couldn't let this slide.

Gritting her teeth, she extended her hands suddenly towards his pants, opening the button and pulling them down.

Her hands brushed against a large object hidden underneath in the process, and a wave of recklessness washed over her.

"What are you doing...?" Zhang Wei asked, a smile of amusement on his face.

Wu Xue's face contorted into a subtle, tense expression, her lips curled with defiance.

"Satisfying my lover? Any problem?" Her eyes blazed with determination as if challenging the world.

As Zhang Wei gazed into her furious eyes, a wry smile crept across his face.

This woman was caught in the hurricane of emotions, unknowingly inflicting self-harm upon herself. It was almost amusing how easily these adorable creatures fell prey to their feelings, resembling nothing more than innocent children.

Maintaining a stern facade, Zhang Wei issued his reprimand, "Then, do it properly." He elevated himself ever so slightly, silently urging her to pull down his underwear.

"Don't teach me; I know exactly how to do it!" Wu Xue retorted, her steps faltering as her eyes fixated on the bulge beneath the fabric.

Her trembling hands inched closer, and the pounding of her heart echoed in her ears, the intensity of the moment consuming her.

The realization crashed over her like a tidal wave, and as she met Zhang Wei's sly, wide grin, it dawned on her that he had cunningly manipulated her.

He had played a trick on her!

Yet, she couldn't afford to retreat now.

Under no circumstances could she make bold claims and then back down.

Zhang Wei wasn't about to let her off the hook either.

How could she dare to shirk her responsibility!?