Manipulative Harem God



While Xiong Mei fed him, Zhang Wei found himself gaining a clearer understanding of this woman. It was becoming apparent that she didn't quite fit into green tea category.

Her actions were steeped in tradition, which clashed with women around him, having more contemporary mindset.

During a conversation, she shared details about her hometown, a small village where her younger sister studied alongside their parents.

It was in that environment that she had learned the cultural norms of satisfying a future husband.

Surprisingly, she spoke about such matters without any trace of embarrassment, displaying a level of maturity beyond her years.

She also took the opportunity to provide him with a breakdown of how she had utilized the funds he had given her.

The majority of the money had been allocated to paying her sister's school fees, followed by the new clothes she had purchased to impress him, carefully presenting each item one by one.

After Xiong Mei had showcased a small fashion show with various outfits, she collapsed against him, trying to catch her breath.

Zhang Wei offered a wry smile and shook his head, which seemed to irritate Xiong Mei. She swiftly set to work, folding the scattered dresses.

"Do you think it's all useless?" she inquired, her tone a mix of curiosity and determination.

"It's useless," Zhang Wei responded without hesitation.

So many clothes?

So many different makeovers?

Seeing his nonchalant response, Xiong Mei felt the need to enlighten him on the intricacies of the 'green tea' world.

"Brother, how many women do you have?" she asked, her eyes serious, as if expecting a particular number.

Facing the same question for the second time that day, Zhang Wei sighed and decided to humor Xiong Mei's inquiry by actually starting to count.

However, as he passed the count of five, Xiong Mei's eyes began to twitch, and she promptly caught his hands, halting his counting spree. "Enough, I know you have a lot," she said, her tone a mix of resignation and disbelief.

How did he manage so many women?

In reality, Zhang Wei had only Yu Lei, Rose, Wu Xue, Lin Ruoxi, and Leng Yan.

The rest were simply being tallied by him, regardless of whether they had truly agreed to be with him or not.

"So, among all these women, where do I rank?" Xiong Mei inquired, her eyes brimming with curiosity and a touch of playfulness.

"At least not in the top three," Zhang Wei clarified without any hesitation.

Xiong Mei, "..." 

She was good, undoubtedly, but not quite enough for him to rank her at the top.

Even though Xiong Mei had expected this admission, it still managed to make her draw a deep breath, attempting to calm herself before launching into an agitated response.

Did he lack the tact to tell a little white lie to appease her?

But then again, she reminded herself, she was supposed to appease him, not the other way around!

"Okay, so you have many women, and I don't even rank on the top list? Do you still think I should sit back and watch without making any effort?" Xiong Mei pressed.

Zhang Wei nodded in acknowledgment of her point.

"See!" Xiong Mei exclaimed excitedly, a surge of triumph coursing through her as he agreed with her.

Zhang Wei glanced at her animated face and shook his head. "So, starting today, you'll begin attending yoga classes to improve your flexibility and surpass the competition," he casually mentioned.

"..." 

Xiong Mei's expression shifted to one of bewilderment. 'Y-Yoga?'

How had she managed to stumble into a scenario that seemed like a trap orchestrated by him?

Inhaling deeply, she attempted to brace herself for what might come next when her phone rang.

"Hm?"

She reached for her phone, and Zhang Wei signaled for her to put it on speaker.

"Hey, Meimei, where are you?"

From the phone, a sudden burst of noise filled the room, causing Zhang Wei to clench his eyes in annoyance, followed by a resigned sigh.

Xiong Mei shot him an apologetic look before answering, "I-I am in the dorm," she clarified.

Song Shoushan's message flashed on Xiong Mei's phone screen: "Come to Minghui High School, we're going shopping."

Xiong Mei turned to Zhang Wei, silently seeking his approval, which he granted with a nod.

She swiftly confirmed the meeting time and location with Song Shoushan.

Curiosity piqued, Zhang Wei asked, "How do you know her?" He couldn't help but wonder why Song Shoushan appeared to be so familiar with Xiong Mei.

Had they been meeting up without his knowledge?

Their previous encounter had been brief, and Zhang Wei was perplexed by the apparent blossoming friendship.

Xiong Mei explained, "While shopping for the house interiors, I called upon Xie Meirong and Song Shoushan to join me and provide assistance."

"Then they already know about you?" Zhang Wei inquired further.

Shaking her head, Xiong Mei clarified, "Xie Meirong was already aware. She texted me that morning to confirm. During our shopping, I used her name, so Song Shoushan assumed the items were meant for Xie Meirong, not me."

Zhang Wei raised an eyebrow in surprise. "And Xie Meirong agreed to this?"

Xiong Mei hesitated briefly before responding with a hint of difficulty, accompanied by a sigh, "Yes, she did. In fact, that girl is quite ... weird."

Zhang Wei's head bobbed in agreement; he possessed a deeper understanding of Xie Meirong than the others.

He could vouch for the fact that she was indeed a strange individual—a peculiar seedling.

The system had persistently suggested plans to trap and enslave her, but Zhang Wei wasn't willing to jeopardize his life.

He wanted to wait until he could confidently confront her, fully aware that her psychokinetic abilities could turn him into a bloody mess if he wasn't cautious.

"Let's set off then. On our way back, we can swing by the car dealerships," Zhang Wei proposed.

The mention of Xie Meirong and the two other girls by Song Shoushan piqued his interest.

He yearned to immerse himself in some greenery.

"Hmm..." Xiong Mei responded thoughtfully, heading back to change into appropriate attire. She knew she would subtly hint at her relationship with Zhang Wei to Song Shoushan.

Whether today or tomorrow, the truth would inevitably come to light. It was best to clear the air sooner rather than later.

Little did she know, Song Shoushan was already privy to her relationship and chose to feign ignorance, keeping his knowledge under wraps for the time being.

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Adjacent to Minghui High School, the lively green park unfolded like a mesmerizing canvas, capturing every onlooker's imagination.

The park embodied a kaleidoscope of green hues; a vibrant, flourishing oasis where trees stood tall, their leaves swaying in harmonious choreography with the wind.

The foliage seemed to shimmer with a captivating luster, each leaf a testament to nature's artistry.

As the sun bathed the scene with golden light, it cast playful shadows that danced gracefully on the soft grass.

Flowers of various colors adorned the edges, creating a vibrant border that further enriched the greenry. 

Amidst this lush paradise, four spirited young girls, donned in comfortable and casual attire, sought shelter beneath the cool, welcoming shade of a massive tree.

The gnarled branches and broad leaves offered not just relief from the sun's intense rays, but also a sense of tranquility.

However, a solitary, unattractive stone marred this otherwise picturesque scene, its presence contrasting sharply against the natural beauty and eliciting a collective grimace from those who beheld it.

"Brother, when did you amass such fortune?" a girl playfully nudged Mo Chen, her words a soft, playful whisper that added to the serene atmosphere.

The inquirer was none other than Mo Yunxi, his sister, her casual top colored a vibrant, eye-catching red that seemed to blend effortlessly with the lively surroundings.

Mo Chen beamed with pride, "Don't worry, Yuxin. Your brother has recently struck fortune!"

"Boasting again, huh?" Wang Xiaoying snorted, standing alongside Xie Meirong and Song Shoushan.

Song Shoushan wore a sullen expression, impatient due to Xiong Mei taking a lot of time.

The summer sun beat down relentlessly, and beads of sweat formed on their brows.

Despite the intense heat, Xie Meirong stood effortlessly, draped in a thick black dress.

Today, Wang Xiaoying caught Mo Chen boasting and finally challenged him to prove his wealth.

He had decided to take them all to fashion street and buy them things to demonstrate that he indeed had money!

Of course, that conflict was limited to Mo Yuxin and Wang Xiaoying, the latter playfully jesting.

Overhearing their conversation, Song Shoushan saw an opportunity to turn it into a full-fledged outing, quickly extending the invitation to Xiong Mei, Bai Wenling, and Xie Meirong.

Bai Wenling graciously declined, perhaps occupied with other endeavors, but Xie Meirong and Xiong Mei accepted the invitation.

"Why is she taking so long? It's already been half an hour!" Song Shoushan sulked, her impatience becoming evident.

Frustration gnawed at her as she sought an explanation from Xiong Mei upon her arrival.

With restlessness, Song Shoushan offered a solution. "Yuxin, go and check the entry point, maybe she's encountered an issue there!" she suggested. 

"Okay," Mo Yunxi nodded, willingly accepting the task.

She ventured alone towards the entry point.