Manipulative Harem God

Perched atop the hill, the city sprawled beneath them, a sprawling tapestry of twinkling lights. A sleek black Rolls Royce nestled discreetly behind them as two figures occupied the front seats, wrapped in a cozy blanket, their eyes fixed on the dazzling cityscape.

[Host, have you turned vegetarian?]

Zhang Wei's response carried a hint of mystery, 'Depends on the mood...'

The system, after scrutinizing the scene, unveiled a revelation: Zhang Wei's mood could sway the destinies of those in his proximity—an unfair power bestowed upon him by existence itself. Why should he be blamed for a reality so inherently biased?

A sharp gasp escaped Zhou Jiajia's lips. Inhaling deeply, her face exuded an icy calm as she surveyed the sprawling city.

"It's not that bad of a gift," she whispered to herself, fingers tracing the delicate details of the present. Its sentimental value outshone any material possession she had ever received.

Zhang Wei remarked, "You can come anytime you want, it's refreshing."

Zhou Jiajia smiled wryly, wrapping her arms around her knees, the chill of the night air contrasting with the warmth of the blanket. "I'm not as brave as you to venture to such secluded places in the middle of the night."

Zhang Wei chuckled, his laughter echoing in the quiet night. "Bring Hu Ning with you. Isn't she getting paid for it?"

Zhou Jiajia rolled her eyes, her expression a mix of amusement and exasperation. "She's not my servant but my manager."

Zhang Wei nodded, a playful glint in his eyes. "Shall I send some vampires to look after you?"

"Huh?" Zhou Jiajia's eyes widened, her startled reaction accentuated in the moonlight, forming a perfect 'O'.

"Wasn't that just a joke?" she inquired, a hint of suspicion lacing her words.

Zhang Wei nodded, eliciting a twinge of disappointment from Zhou Jiajia. However, he swiftly added, "I am better than them."

"How so?" Zhou Jiajia's eyes blinked, a challenging spark in them, demanding tangible proof.

Zhang Wei's smile widened, and he gestured for her to look towards the tree in the corner.

*Crack...*

Zhou Jiajia's initial confusion transformed into awe as she witnessed the tree trunk being mercilessly squeezed into nothingness right before her eyes.

*Boom!*

The remaining part of the tree crashed to the ground, causing her to flinch slightly. She nervously gulped, instinctively grabbing one of Zhang Wei's hands and snuggling closer to him. Her laughter, a blend of amazement and awkwardness, filled the air. "I always knew you were better than some smelly vampires! I never doubted you, Zhang Wei, I swear!"

Feeling the girl's plea, Zhang Wei couldn't resist but grab her face, his fingers squeezing her soft cheeks under his grip. "Huh? Trying to change your color like a chameleon."

Zhou Jiajia playfully stuck her tongue out, "I am sorry," she spoke playfully, her words carrying a casual tone that masked any sincerity, and a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Zhang Wei nodded, his expression stern. "That will be the last time I forgive you for your ignorance."

Zhou Jiajia's eyes twitched, "Why are you getting into character?" she inquired before shaking her head. "Anyways, what are you doing with Sister Ning? She's already engaged to Su Qiang."

Of course, she never believed Hu Ning would willingly be involved with Zhang Wei. Knowing him, she was sure he was quite skilled in coercing girls into bed.

Zhang Wei nonchalantly shrugged, "It was an accident."

"Still not telling me..." Zhou Jiajia pouted, oblivious to the fact that he might be telling the truth. "Su Qiang has quite a background; abandon your plans for Sister Ning already."

Zhang Wei shook his head, a hint of determination in his eyes. "Not possible."

Zhou Jiajia raised an eyebrow, "Huh, why?"

Zhang Wei's grin widened mischievously, "Who would accompany me to bed then, once you are exhausted? Or do you plan to take it all alone? Or do you want me to die of loneliness?"

Zhou Jiajia's face turned a shade of red like a ripe tomato as she took a deep breath, pointing a frustrated finger at Zhang Wei.

In response, Zhang Wei gently caught her hand, placing her finger back into a fist before playfully pushing her down, startling her.

"!!"

"Zhang Wei, no!"

Zhou Jiajia's voice carried a note of panic as she found herself pushed down in the open, the moonlight casting an ethereal glow on her startled face.

"We are in the open."

"Let's head back to the hotel first," she protested, her words slightly breathless.

Zhang Wei continued to pin her down, his tone unwavering, "What fun is in the hotel? Enjoy the nature and cold, let it run through your veins. We humans should appreciate the beauty of nature..."

Zhou Jiajia began to voice further protests, but her words were abruptly silenced, replaced by another sound, much louder and consistent.

Amidst the moonlit wilderness, Cai Wenxi, leaning against a nearby tree, sighed and discreetly left the place, her own face slightly flushed.

As she rendezvoused with Zhang Ming, a furrow etched his brow, worry evident in his eyes. "Did he do something to force her?"

Cai Wenxi nodded, her gaze reflecting a shared concern, "He did force her."

Zhang Ming's eyes widened with instant anger, the emotion surging in his pupils. "That bastard!" Determination etched his face as he started walking towards the cliff, ready to confront Zhang Wei.

However, Cai Wenxi swiftly pulled him back, her grip firm. "It's not in the way you think," she clarified, her voice calm but resolute.

Zhang Ming looked confused, emotions chaotic, but Cai Wenxi refused to explain further, leaving an air of mystery as she retreated to their car, patiently waiting.

In the morning, the occasion was the engagement of Zhang Ming's elder brother, a joyous event that should have been devoid of complications. Little did they know, they would stumble upon Zhang Wei in a scandal with his cousin.

Unable to potentially overlook it, Zhang Ming urgently asked Cai Wenxi to investigate whether Zhou Jiajia was being forced.

However, the ambiguity in her answer left him perplexed, the faint voices from the top of the hill gradually unraveling the mystery, his expression darkening.

In an instant, he swung open the car door and sank into the seat, lighting up a cigarette. The smoke hung around him, mirroring the cloud of gloom that enveloped his thoughts.

"Why him of all persons!?" his frustrated curse lingered in the air.

Cai Wenxi smiled faintly, her voice carrying a touch of irony, "Maybe he has some secret potion..."

Zhang Ming's eyes lit up with a sudden realization, "Secret potion!" A spark of suspicion ignited, leading his thoughts down a dark path. "He must be using something weird to control her mind!"

Cai Wenxi's face turned cold as she shook her head, her gaze reflecting a mix of concern and disbelief. "Have you lost yourself finally?"

Zhang Ming's brows furrowed, his frustration reaching a boiling point. Suddenly, he grabbed Cai Wenxi's face, his eyes ablaze with anger. "Mind your words!"

Cai Wenxi, caught off guard, met his intense gaze with a hint of fluster, her own eyes reflecting a burning defiance. "I speak the truth."

Zhang Ming sneered, releasing his grip, "The daughter-in-law of the Zhang family shouldn't speak too much." With those cutting words, he turned away, leaving her stunned with a mix of resentment and determination.

Cai Wenxi, her jaw clenched, shot back, "I won't let some outdated tradition silence me. I have my own voice."

Zhang Ming's cold reply lingered in the air, "You would, soon..."