Manipulative Harem God



Instead, he turned his attention to Lin Ruoxi, urging her to come in. 

Meanwhile, Lin Ruoxi entered inside the cabin, her sight fixated on Wu Xue, now standing awkwardly in the corner, her eyes wide with disbelief and horror, as she watched Wu Xue desperately trying to wipe off the cum from her face using tissues.

Wu Xue's panicked gazed met Lin Ruoxi, and she instantly avoided it in shame.

The room was filled with a heavy silence, broken only by the sound of tissue against skin.

Lin Ruoxi, despite witnessing the shocking scene, managed to compose herself quickly.

Taking a deep breath, she spoke, her voice wavering slightly, "Y-Ye Feng is in the reception. Did you call him?"

Zhang Wei's expression shifted, his eyes gleaming with a mischievous glint. "So, he's already here..." he muttered to himself, an evil idea slowly brewing in his mind.

His gaze fixated on Lin Ruoxi's figure, a malicious thought forming. 'Ye Feng cares about her a lot, doesn't he? Haha...'

Lin Ruoxi narrowed her eyes, sensing that something was amiss.

Before she could fully comprehend the situation, Zhang Wei instructed Wu Xue to go and bring Ye Feng to the office.

Compared to Lin Ruoxi, Wu Xue didn't display much emotion when it came to Ye Feng.

She had already deduced that there was tension between Zhang Wei and Ye Feng, even from their interactions at the dinner table.

Not wanting to involve herself in the affairs of men, Wu Xue simply followed the orders given to her.

Although she wanted to clean up the aftermath before leaving, Zhang Wei forcefully ushered her out and passed the task to Lin Ruoxi.

Without questioning, Lin Ruoxi fulfilled the duty, disposing of the tissues in the nearby dustbin.

She then returned outside the cabin, only to find Zhang Wei perched arrogantly in her chair. 

"Why are you staring at me like that? Shouldn't the property of my slave also belong to me?" Zhang Wei asked, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.

It caught Lin Ruoxi off-guard, her heart skipping a beat.

"Y-yes, Master!" Lin Ruoxi quickly switched back into her submissive slave mode, her voice trembling with anticipation.

"Come here and sit on my lap," Zhang Wei commanded.

Lin Ruoxi's mind raced with apprehension, her body tingling with both excitement and nervousness.

She slowly made her way towards him, feeling her supple buttocks settle on top of his firm thighs, her back leaning against his powerful frame.

With a sudden burst of assertiveness, Zhang Wei swiftly pulled down her skirt and panties, leaving her bare and exposed.

The cool air whispered against her skin, heightening her senses.

His hand grazed her smooth buttocks, a firm grip taking hold before delivering a resounding slap.

*Pakh!*

"Ahhnn~"

The sound reverberated through the room, mingling with the sharp intake of breath that escaped Lin Ruoxi's lips.

A surge of electricity coursed through her body, an intense sensation perfectly timed with their shared experiences over the past two weeks.

"You know what you need to do, right? Make sure Ye Feng can hear you moaning like a whore" Zhang Wei instructed, a cruel glimmer in his eyes.

Lin Ruoxi nodded, her voice trembling. "Yes, Master."

"I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that," Zhang Wei taunted.

Lin Ruoxi clenched her fists, the words leaving a bitter taste in her mouth. "Master, I promise you, that dog will hear me moaning like a bitch in heat, carving for master's dick!"

Zhang Wei erupted in laughter, his satisfaction evident. "Hahaha! Excellent, you're doing well."

Caught in an unfortunate predicament, Lin Ruoxi couldn't help but wear a wry smile upon her lips.

The stark contrast between her previous composed self in front of her employees and the depraved persona she was expected to embody for Zhang Wei's desires left her feeling disoriented.

Two divergent personalities threatened to shatter her mental stability, creating an inner turmoil she had never experienced before.

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"♫♫~"

"♫♫♫♫♫~"

Ye Feng sat on a plush couch at the reception, lost in the melody he hummed, his eyes roaming restlessly over the receptionist's face, like a pair of mischievous fireflies in the night.

'What happened to this place? Why is it so eerily quiet?' he wondered, his brow furrowing in confusion.

Unbeknownst to him, lurking in the shadows behind, a pair of predatory eyes fixated on him, tracing his every move, like a hungry predator stalking its prey.

Blissfully ignorant of the impending danger, Ye Feng sprawled in the chair, his body sinking into the softness, until suddenly, his gaze snapped to Wu Xue, and he shot up, his excitement evident in his eye.

"Haha, Sister Xue, did you come to fetch me?" His voice suddenly resonated through the room, capturing everyone's attention. A realization dawned upon them - they had nearly forgotten about the president's bodyguard.

It seemed he hadn't been let go after all, they all thought in unison.

Wu Xue nodded, her demeanor somewhat rigid, and she proceeded to guide him towards the elevator.

Inside the elevator, Ye Feng leaned against the sleek metallic walls, a sense of boredom washing over him. "Hey, Sister Xue, why so quiet?"

He couldn't help but notice an unusual tension in the air, and Wu Xue's nod confirmed his suspicions.

Wu Xue released a sigh, her tone filled with caution, "Ye Feng, we don't have a personal relationship, so please stop calling me that. You should also be aware of the new boss; even Lin Ruoxi can't shield you from certain consequences." Her words hit Ye Feng like a cold shower, leaving him momentarily frozen.

"...So, that's how it is," he muttered with a dark expression, clenching his fists in frustration.

As the elevator finally came to a halt on the thirty-eighth floor, Ye Feng's mood had already taken a somber turn. Wu Xue knocked on the door, seeking permission to enter.

"S-Send him in~!" came a hurried, unsettling voice from within, causing both Wu Xue and Ye Feng's expressions to shift dramatically.

Ye Feng's face contorted into one of apprehension, a sense of foreboding gripping his mind tightly.

Meanwhile, Wu Xue wore a complex and awkward expression as she exchanged a glance with Ye Feng. She took a deep breath and pushed open the door, only for her eyes to freeze as she sucked in a sharp, cold breath, prompting her to quickly close the door behind her.