Manipulative Harem God



After what felt like an eternity, the click of the lock finally resounded, and the trial room's door swung open, much to the onlookers' relief. However, the tranquility that followed was shattered by their gasps of disbelief.

"What!?"

"Huh!?"

"!?"

Contrary to their expectations, it wasn't just Wang Xiaoying who emerged, but also Zhang Wei!

Zhang Wei blinked in surprise, slowly comprehending the crowd's attention now fixed on him. He turned to Wang Xiaoying, registering the complex emotions on her face. She avoided their gazes, hanging her head in shame, unable to bear the weight of their stares.

She felt a profound sense of humiliation.

Fortunately, Zhang Wei had managed to temporarily pacify her with a secret deal they struck inside.

Otherwise, Wang Xiaoying would have already reported him to the authorities. This might not have worked very well for her, as Leng Yan, despite being a police officer, can't protect herself from his harassment, let alone save others from him.

"YOU BASTARD, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HER!?"

With a booming voice, Mo Chen's face contorted in rage as he lunged at Zhang Wei, grabbing his collar and glaring fiercely at him.

"Huh!?"

His sudden outburst caught everyone off-guard, while Zhang Wei grinned to himself. 'At least this one is functioning properly.'

Earlier, Ye Feng had given him the impression that all guardians seemed to have something wrong with their heads and didn't care even if you cucked them. But Mo Chen appeared relatively normal in this regard, standing up for himself.

However, Zhang Wei had no intention of entertaining any pests. "I nourished her," he stated abruptly.

"Huh?" Wang Xiaoying head turned towards him instantly like a robot, blushing madly. "What are you saying!?" She admonished.

"What does he mean by 'nourished'?" whispered Xiong Mei, before she eventually realized the meaning and promptly closed her lips.

Amidst the chaos, Wang Xiaoying gathered her composure, raising her head to address the crowd, her voice determined despite her embarrassment. "I can explain, it's not what you guys think!" she began, taking a deep breath and readying herself to share the news with them finally.

"What's there to explain? This bastard clearly harassed you!" Mo Chen seethed, his gaze honing in on the angry red marks on Wang Xiaoying's exposed collar. The fury within him simmered, ready to erupt.

"Even if I did harass her, who are you to speak for her, huh?" Zhang Wei shot back, swiftly seizing Mo Chen's hand in a vice-like grip.

"!?" A sudden surge of pressure coursed through Mo Chen's bones, furrowing his brow.

"In what way does she appear to have been harassed?" Zhang Wei demanded, shifting his intense gaze to Wang Xiaoying. She stood there quietly, displaying no signs of someone who had been subjected to harassment.

"..." Mo Chen's expression shifted, his accusatory words momentarily stilled. "You must have done something to her!" he finally retorted. But in an instant, Zhang Wei pressed down on Mo Chen's hands and wrenched them from his collar, forcing a painful grunt to escape Mo Chen's lips.

!!

He stared at Zhang Wei in astonishment, stunned by the man's evident strength.

Wang Xiaoying felt panic clawing at her, the escalating tension making her fear these two might indeed come to blows. "Enough, both of you! Back away, Mo Chen!"

"Ying'er, you too!?" Mo Chen looked at Wang Xiaoying incredulously, unable to fathom that she was asking him to step aside.

Wang Xiaoying's expression turned stern. "I said back off!" she reiterated, tears threatening to spill from her eyes as the chaotic situation bore down on her.

Mo Chen's heart was struck like a lightning bolt at the sight of her tear-streaked face, fueling his animosity towards Zhang Wei.

Xie Meirong, who had been watching this dramatic scene unfold with a twisted smile, suddenly halted. A new notification on her phone had grabbed her attention.

A message from an unknown number lit up Xie Meirong's phone: [Don't play with that man]

Attached was a mysterious video clip, showing no evidence of Zhang Wei entering the trial room; he seemingly materialized from within.

Xie Meirong's expression instantly shifted, her fingers swiftly deleting the message. She turned her gaze back to Zhang Wei, her curiosity now tinged with caution.

"I... I will explain everything," Wang Xiaoying finally spoke, her tone resigned. Temporarily, everyone cleared the area, leaving her to grapple with her emotional turmoil.

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"You're saying your grandfather arranged a marriage with him!?" Mo Chen sneered, disbelief etched across his face as he regarded Wang Xiaoying speechlessly.

Wang Xiaoying stared at him, her expression a mix of surprise and hurt. "You don't believe me!?"

Mo Chen suddenly erupted into laughter, a manic edge to it. "Haha! Can't you cook up a better lie!? He's already married. How are you supposed to marry someone who's already taken!?"

*Slap!*

Wang Xiaoying's face flared with anger and humiliation, her palm connecting sharply with Mo Chen's cheek.

"Y-You!?" Mo Chen gawked at Wang Xiaoying, disbelief washing over him as he witnessed Wang Xiaoying teetering on the edge of her breaking point.

Mo Chen, though slightly guilty, still huffed with anger. "It doesn't matter, he still invaded your privacy while you were changing. Why haven't you contacted the police already!?"

Wang Xiaoying's face was now flushed with humiliation. "You two are married!?" She turned to Xiong Mei and Zhang Wei, her astonishment evident, as she ignored Mo Chen for now.

Xiong Mei, the source of Wang Xiaoying's outrage, remained steadfast, shaking her head decisively, seemingly unconcerned.

She was willing to let this girl fight her own battles; after all, this was their first meeting. If Wang Xiaoying pushed too far, Xiong Mei was prepared to put her in her place, all in the name of protecting Zhang Wei's image.

Song Shoushan observed the drama with blank eyes, her disdain for Zhang Wei deepening with each passing moment.

This incident only added to her grievances against him.

The chaos seemed far too coincidental to Song Shoushan, and it appeared that Zhang Wei was not just stepping on one boat; he was balancing on three at the same time!

"Why don't you just call your grandfather and ask!?" Mo Chen suggested, growing tired of the ongoing brawl and eager to shift the responsibility.

In Mo Chen's eyes, Zhang Wei appeared to be exploiting Wang Xiaoying's kindness, and this realization fueled his glare, a warning of impending consequences.

Zhang Wei chuckled inwardly, catching a glimpse of the slightly anxious Mo Yuxin standing near Song Shoushan.

Zhang Wei had never believed in direct harm when there were a multitude of other, more agonizing ways to make someone suffer.

Mo Chen seemed to be inviting his own demise, as he showed no signs of knowing when to stop.