Manipulative Harem God

Wang Haoron, whose brows had furrowed into a tight knot, seemed to recalibrate his understanding of the relationships before him. "Blood cousins?" he repeated, the words tasting like new wine on his tongue, strange and potent.

Wang Li, ever the poised and composed figure, momentarily lost her shield of detachment.

Her lips parted slightly, a rare sign of her inner composure slipping in the way of Zhang Wei's revelation.

The gears in her mind visibly turned, reassessing the man who continued to surprise them at every turn.

Zhao Hongyan, who had barely recovered from her earlier shock, now found herself diving into deeper waters of bewilderment.

Her earlier suspicions and theories crumbled under the weight of this new information, leaving her to question what she truly knew about Zhang Wei and his connections.

Zhang Wei, observing the domino effect his words had caused, allowed himself a small, knowing smile.

"Blodd Cousins... Living together?" Zhao Hongyan finally managed, her voice a tentative probe into the dense fog of forbidden.

She seemed to finally realise, why Chen Yulan was the forbidden Concubine!

Zhang Wei's smile widened ever so slightly, enjoying the confusion and curiosity he had stirred. "In our family, bonds run deeper than the conventions known to the world," he stated cryptically, his words layering more mysteries atop the already bewildering situation.

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Zhao Hongyan, Liu Dongzi, Wang Haoron, and Wang Li exchanged troubled glances, their eyes reflecting a mix of confusion and concern. "Our family?" They whispered, with a voice tinged with uncertainty.

Was he implying that his family extended beyond what they knew?

But why were they unable to locate anyone else besides him?

Suddenly, a few rumors resurfaced in their minds, casting a shadow over their expressions.

Their faces darkened as they contemplated the potential consequences of spreading such volatile information.

"Ahem, let's not dwell on the past. Doctor Zhang, what compelled you to gather us here today?" Liu Dongzi, the first to regain composure, inquired, his tone edged with curiosity.

"Right! Grandfather insisted on bringing Lili along. What's the urgency?" Wang Haoron pressed, his eyes narrowing with suspicion.

The recent baptism seemed to have stirred something within Wang Haoron, a newfound resolve perhaps, as he now sought to distance himself from Zhang Wei, even if it meant dutifully fulfilling his requests, completing chores hastily, and escaping the oppressive atmosphere that surrounded him.

Zhang Wei leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with intensity as he elaborated on his plan—a plan that promised a decisive strike against the Song family, aiming to obliterate them once and for all.

"And these individuals," Zhang Wei continued, handing them a handful of photographs, "I want them alive. There is also a master between them, Old Liu, you and the Wang Patriarch will execute a coordinated ambush."

The photographs revealed the faces of the Wu Xue kidnappers, including Sun Qing and her son, Song Xuan.

The realization dawned on them that Sun Qing was the widow of Song Hu, the man Zhang Wei had dispatched.

After thorough investigation, Wang Liang uncovered the link to the attack and relayed the information to Zhang Wei.

"Are you really not going to step in?" Wang Haoron's voice quivered slightly, betraying his unease.

The thought lingered ominously, a shadow of doubt: what if, in the end, betrayal awaited them?

Zhang Wei's response came with a deliberate shake of his head, his gaze sharp and assessing as it landed on Haoron. "Should I personally intervene in every trivial matter? What then, would become of you? Would you merely sponge off your grandfather's wealth? It's time to stand on your own, you maggot."

Pfftt..

A soft laugh escaped Wang Li, unable to contain her amusement at the exchange.

"You!?" Indignation bloomed across Wang Haoron's face, his cheeks coloring with anger. His eyes flicked between Zhang Wei and his sister, a mix of frustration and disbelief in his glare.

Unfazed, Zhang Wei coolly retorted, "Don't forget, it was your esteemed elder who unceremoniously dumped Wang Xiaoying in my lap. Tsk, such manners. Is this how you regard your future brother-in-law?"

A suppressed giggle broke from Wang Li, her attempt to maintain composure failing as she managed, "Please, let's not bring her into this, senior brother . She's been engulfed in depression all day as it is."

Zhang Wei's eyebrows arched, a playful challenge in his tone. "Oh? Has she forsaken her college dreams and fianlly want to embrace a culinary fate?"

Caught off guard, Wang Li's confusion quickly gave way to understanding, a knowing smile dawning on her face as she played along. "I'll be sure to pass along your... 'encouragement'. Who knows? It might just be the motivation she needs to find her way again."

With a nod of mutual agreement, Zhang Wei outlined their next steps, appointing Raven as their liaison.

Since Rose was tasked with dismantling the Red Scorpion gang on her end, and they were to confront the Song family, Zhang Wei recognized the need for tight coordination between the two groups.

The reason he hadn't undertaken this himself was quite straightforward—a certain tenacious woman was keeping a vigilant eye on him, seizing any chance to apprehend him.

'Whatever, this should be wrapped up before my return,' he mused, unconcerned about Du Yun'er's monitoring.

Unbeknownst to him, this venture would mark his final visit to the city, a prelude to a cascade of unforeseen events.

His musings were abruptly interrupted when Wang Li dashed back towards him, her car door left ajar, the vehicle parked haphazardly outside.

"What happened?" Zhang Wei inquired, noting her rushed return.

Wang Li, beaming with an unexpected glee, simply said, "Phone number."

"Hm?" Zhang Wei's confusion was palpable, his brow furrowed in puzzlement.

Wang Li's smile broadened, though her voice carried a hint of embarrassment as she explained, "Senior brother, since we're practically family and we'll be fighting alongside you, I'll need to reach out for your guidance now and then!" Her words were tinged with a triumphant gleam, portraying a mix of eagerness and the awkwardness.

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Zhang Wei was puzzled by the girl's behavior, but when he looked down, he saw her in red heels that seemed to elevate her stature to meet his head. Yet, her words were filled with confidence that defied her petite frame.

He didn't know that Wang Li wanted to hug his golden thigh!

Maybe he knew, which is why he first shared his contact information and then decided to indulge in of hug of his own.

"Huh?" Wang Li was left speechless as Zhang Wei embraced her unexpectedly.

"Would you like me to teach you the art of war?" he murmured near her ears, his voice sending a shiver down Wang Li's spine.

"A-Art of war?" Wang Li repeated, her suspicion clear.

Zhang Wei responded, "Yes, the art of war — in bed."