Manipulative Harem God

Zhang Wei, "You may — please."

"..."

Raven, enveloped in a heavy silence, resigned herself to a quiet defiance, choosing to drown out the world—and Zhang Wei's teasing—with a determined focus on the bright, bustling streets.

However, unbeknownst to her, Zhang Wei wasn't in the mood to grant her any mercy from his torment, even under the broad daylight that bathed the city.

As the car glided to a stop outside the glowing facade of Tianyi Entertainment's headquarters, basked in the harsh light of day, Raven momentarily basked in the relief of their arrival.

She eagerly anticipated the moment she could drive off into the clarity of the day, away from Zhang Wei's relentless harassment.

She waited, with bated breath, for the sound of his departure, the signal that she could finally escape.contemporary romance

"Hm?"

Yet, the expected sound of the door closing never came. Confusion washed over her, prompting her to steal a glance through the rearview mirror, a move that froze her to the core.

!!

Smooch!

In the reflection, amidst the daylight that illuminated every detail, a moment unfolded that she could hardly believe—a swift, unexpected kiss from Zhang Wei, a smooch that left her utterly stunned.

His voice, laced with a teasing finality, broke through the shock. "Hehe... Blue Hair, don't slack anymore in the future! I don't have time for spanking you today." With those words, he exited the car, leaving a trail of destruction.

"WHHHATT!?" The exclamation burst from her lips, a mix of outrage and disbelief echoing in the daytime quiet.

"Ugh!!!!" In a flurry of anger and revulsion, she scrubbed at her lips as if to erase the sensation of the kiss, furiously dousing her face with water from a bottle in a desperate attempt to cleanse the moment away.

"Haaa... ha...." Breathing heavily, caught in the aftermath of her frenzied efforts to regain composure, Raven found herself fighting with the reality of swollen lips and a taste of bitterness that lingered far beyond the physical trauma.

Driving away, enveloped in the daylight that contrasted sharply with the gloom of her thoughts, Raven couldn't help but feel a bit depressed.

"M-My first kiss... I wanted it to be with someone special..." she whispered to herself, the words barely escaping her lips.

The moment she had envisioned sharing with someone special, enveloped in care and mutual respect, had slipped through her fingers in an instant sand.

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Zhang Wei couldn't help but smile in the aftermath of destruction, a satisfied grin spreading across his face as Raven's exclamation echoed behind him.

"Harassing your employees is a must for success," he mused to himself, his stride confident as he entered the building, fully embodying the persona of a hell's devil who played by his own rules.

Just then, an unexpected comment floated through his mind, the system's voice tinged with a hesitant curiosity.

[Host, how about harassing me as a side activity?] Its tone, surprisingly shy.

Zhang Wei's response was immediate, his tone laced with mock seriousness. "Tch, I don't play games with children. However, I have another offer for you — come out, oil your ass and lay down. I shall reward you!" he countered.

The system, undeterred and perhaps a bit cheeky, declined his 'generous' offer. [No thanks, host. I have quite a lot of pursuers leaving gifts for me recently. I don't need your rewards.]

Zhang Wei's eyebrows arched in skepticism, his reply sharp and cutting. "Idiot, look again. Those are not gifts but mud to rub in your face. They want you to disappear; they don't want to see you again!"

[That wasn't very nice of you, host], the system retorted, its digital voice tinged with feigned hurt.

Zhang Wei shrugged nonchalantly, only to be startled as an unexpected girl suddenly took a dive — hugging his thighs!

Whoosh!

!!

"Damn!" Zhang Wei's body froze in shock, his face contorting into a stiff mask of disbelief.

He hadn't even managed to earn a lot of money yet, and already there were beggars blocking his path?

"Ahem... I haven't been entertaining donation requests lately. Please contact my secretary," he uttered with a forced calmness, his eyes dropping to a girl sprawled on the floor, clutching desperately at his thighs.

Mo Yuxin, though taken aback by his response, refused to be deterred. "Mr. Zhang, please, just listen to me!"

Ignoring her plea, Zhang Wei's gaze lingered on the enticing curve of her hips. A predatory glint flashed in his eyes. "If you're so keen on hugging my thighs, kindly take it outside and form a queue," he retorted, adjusting his clothes with a grace, fully aware of the hundreds of eyes now fixed upon them.

"Damn, this girl has no shame!" his mind screamed in disbelief.

Lisa emerged from the elevator, her features twisted in surprise at the unexpected scene before her. "Uh..."

Mo Yuxin had been making her daily pilgrimage to the company in search of Zhang Wei, and even she couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy.

But now, as Mo Yuxin shamelessly clung to the big boss's thighs, what hope did she, Lisa, a mere concubine, have of swaying his judgment?

Her right to intervene had been unequivocally revoked!

"Mr. Zhang, I'm prepared to explain on behalf of my brother, Mo Chen. Please, you must release him," Mo Yuxin implored, her eyes bearing the heavy burden of sleepless nights.

Zhang Wei's initial confusion dissolved as realization dawned. "Ah, you're Mo Chen's sister, aren't you?"

"Yes!" Mo Yuxin's response was immediate, her voice laced with earnest desperation. "Please let Mo Chen go. I will ensure he apologizes to you!"

Zhang Wei, his hand thoughtfully brushing his chin, paused to consider her plea. A mischievous spark flickered in his eyes, hinting at the gears turning within his mind.

Mo Chen, after all, was the guardian who had crush on Wang Xiaoying, the very same individual from whom Zhang Wei had cunningly acquired X-ray vision capabilities.

Reflecting on the situation, Zhang Wei couldn't help but acknowledge the irony.

He had only ever benefited from Mo Chen, and now, Mo Chen's sister — so pitful in her appearance — was seeking his assistance.

How could he, with his self-proclaimed magnanimous heart, turn away such a request?

"Stand up, girl. I cannot bear to see a woman cry; it's my Achilles' heel," he declared, extending a hand to help Mo Yuxin to her feet. Her heart fluttered at the gesture, a gulp swallowing her nerves as she hastily wiped away her tears, her emotions teetering on the brink of hope and disbelief.

Seizing the moment, Zhang Wei's attention swiveled to the throng of employees who had become an impromptu audience to this unexpected drama.

With a flare of anger, he admonished them, "Idiots, take photos! Your Chairman is aiding a distressed damsel in her hour of need. Where is your sense of empathy? Where is your conscience!" he snapped and yelled at them with an righteous fury.

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