Manipulative Harem God



As they drove around the bustling downtown area, Zhang Wei looked over at Feng Xinyue and couldn't help but ask, "What are you going to do with all of these things?"

He gestured towards the backseat, where a mountain of shopping bags and boxes overflowed onto the floor.

Feng Xinyue turned her gaze towards him, her eyes filled with confusion as she shrugged her shoulders.

Her eyes darted across the pile of treasures, contemplating how she would use each one.

Zhang Wei let out a deep sigh, feeling helpless in the face of her impulsive shopping habits. "You really bought all of this without a specific plan?" he asked in disbelief.

Feng Xinyue simply nodded, still unable to comprehend her own actions.

Despite the age, gender, or circumstance, one thing remained constant - the innate ability for women to shop until they drop.

The system couldn't help but ask, its digital voice sounding a bit incredulous, [Host, why did you even allow her to buy so many things?]

Zhang Wei's smile grew sly as he glanced over at the pile of shopping bags and boxes filling up the backseat.

'Who said I bought her all of this for free?' he replied cryptically. 'She's indebted to me now, and I'll be collecting payment (Milk) in installments.'

The system's mechanical mind was impressed by Zhang Wei's strategic thinking and couldn't help but acknowledge it. [Ah, I see] it responded, nodding slowly in understanding. [Very well played, Host.]

Suddenly, Zhang Wei's eyes darted towards the familiar car parked on the street, causing his eyebrows to raise in surprise. "Hm?"

A sense of curiosity and intrigue took hold of him as he slowed his car and pulled up in front of the vehicle to get a better look.

With a thud, he pushed the car door open and stepped out, taking in the passing hustle and bustle of the plaza.

As he strolled along, Feng Xinyue walking alongside him, he scanned the area for the owner of the car.

Finally, his eyes fell upon a man sitting on a bench, engrossed in a video game, with headphones on, his short, trimmed hair giving him an air of confidence.

It was Ye Feng.

'Ye feng, who else is there?' thought Zhang Wei.

It wasn't just Ye Feng who caught Zhang Wei's attention.

A teenage girl with half-blue dyed hair upstaged Ye Feng, instantly captivating Zhang Wei's attention. She was stunning.

Although a little underdeveloped, it was clear she would only need a few more years to become completely alluring, rivaling even the top beauties of the area.

As he gaped at her, he tried to piece together who she could be.

Could it be Lin Rouxi?

"No way, that teenage girl is Lin Rouxi..." he murmured.

Upon closer inspection, he was convinced himself that it wasn't Lin Rouxi, but someone else.

She was a stranger, another rich girl basking in the luxury of the plaza.

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Status:-

Name: Song Shoushan

Age: 18

Body Rank: Mortal

Cultivation Level: None

Bloodline: None

Spirit beast: None

Cultivation talent: Mundane

Spiritual root rank: Superior Spiritual Root

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'"Such a shame," Zhang Wei shook his head in disappointment. "No talent in cultivation? What a waste."

The girl may have had a good spiritual root, but it was of no use without talent in cultivation. Zhang Wei had witnessed this situation many times before. Plenty of people had average or superior spiritual roots but with no discernible talent.

Zhang Wei turned to address the system, "Can you provide me with more information about that girl?"

The system responded, "That will cost you 10 villain points, host."

Zhang Wei nodded, and a wealth of information about Song Shoushan rushed into his head. "Ah, interesting..." he murmured with amusement.

"Her mother hails from the esteemed Zhao Family in the capital, but both of her parents are living separately due to a dispute.

Her father, Song Pojun, is the eldest son of the Song family patriarch and also holds the position of mayor of this city."

As if he hadn't been at odds with the Song family enough, Zhang Wei had now found a new opportunity to destroy them.

Smiling with eager satisfaction, he approached them.

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"Ye Feng! Give me your card, my balance is over!" Song Shoushan demanded, extending her hand towards him with a sense of entitlement, as if she were the queen and he her servant.

Ye Feng turned to her, his irritation palpable. "It's already noon, you should go home now," he suggested tersely.

Song Shoushan's face twisted in anger. "Don't tell me what to do!" she snapped.

Just as Ye Feng opened his mouth to respond, a hand appeared out of nowhere and slipped a card into Song Shoushan's hand.

"Use this," a commanding voice echoed, causing Song Shoushan to jump in shock.

"Huh? I don't take favors from strangers!" she protested, her voice tinged with suspicion.

Turning her head slowly to see the stranger's face, her expression quickly transformed from one of mistrust to one of disbelief.

She gripped the card and spoke awkwardly, "Hehe, I was just joking."

She couldn't believe it.

How could this god-like man be a scammer while Ye Feng, with his slothful appearance, be genuine?

Zhang Wei's looks were miles apart from Ye Feng's and even the thought of them in the same category was laughable.

Unbeknownst to Zhang Wei, the body cleaning pill, combined with his unique cultivation technique, was amplifying his natural charm to new heights.

From the moment he began cultivating, a different aura surrounded him, much denser than that of any other cultivator.

His overwhelming presence and striking looks left an indelible impression on those around him, including Song Shoushan.

"I am no stranger miss, I know your mother," added Zhang Wei.

His words sent a shiver down Song Shoushan's spine.

Her face went pale as she looked behind him, hoping to see someone else in the room.

But other than Feng Xinyue, there was no one.

"You know my mother?" she asked, her voice trembling.

Zhang Wei's nod confirmed her fears. "Zhao Hongyan, right? We are business partners," he said casually.

His eyes trailed down to her schoolbag and he gave a knowing smile. "I can guess you're skipping classes, but don't worry, I won't tell your mother."

Song Shoushan's emotions were in turmoil. She couldn't believe that this man, who knew her mother, had caught her skipping school.

"You won't tell my mother, right?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Zhang Wei's assurance immediately put her at ease. "Games are equally important for health," he said with a grin.

A smile lit up Song Shoushan's face. "Indeed, indeed! By the way, what is your name, uncl- sir?" she asked, almost slipping up on the word 'uncle'.

Zhang Wei managed to keep a calm expression, even as he shook her hand. "It's Zhang Wei," he replied smoothly.

"I am Shoushan! Nice to meet you," she said, her voicelaced with excitement.

"Can I call you Zhang Wei? No, how about we become friends? Isn't it better?" she suggested, eager to forge a connection with the man who knew her mother.

Zhang Wei pretended to consider her proposal for a moment before nodding.

As she chattered on about games and school, he couldn't help but marvel at his own acting skills.

Just a few moments ago, he had no idea who Zhao Hongyan was, but now he had successfully convinced her daughter that they were business partners.

Meanwhile, Ye Feng narrowed his eyes suspiciously and shot a piercing glare at Zhang Wei.

The man's presence gave him an uneasy feeling. "Who is this white face, anyways?" he muttered under his breath.

"He's tricking you," Ye Feng spoke up, his eyes squinting with disgust.

Ye Feng's intuition warned him that Zhang Wei was up to something sinister.

Song Shoushan turned around to face Ye Feng and stuck out her tongue playfully. "Shut up, Ye Feng. Or are you jealous because I have a new friend?" she said, flashing an amused smile.

Ye Feng's forehead creased with a frown. "Why would I be jealous of a pretty white face?" he retorted, a hint of irritation in his voice.

Zhang Wei let out a chuckle and replied in a sarcastic tone, "Right, beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder, isn't that right, Ye Feng?"

The latter snorted with anger and responded, "Don't take my name from your disgusting mouth!"

He sensed that Zhang Wei had a particular interest in targeting him, and the thought made his skin crawl with unease.

Song Shoushan raised her eyebrows in confusion, wondering, "What's going on between these two?" She couldn't comprehend why they were suddenly at each other's throats.

'Do they have an history?' she thought.

Despite the tense atmosphere in the room, Ye Feng pretended to ignore Zhang Wei's presence.

Meanwhile, Song Shoushan turned to Zhang Wei, hoping to alleviate the tension with a simple question. "Do you know how to play Counter strike? I can teach you."

"I don't play games, teach her instead," Zhang Wei shook his head and pointed to Feng Xinyue, causing Song Shoushan to raise an eyebrow in surprise.

"You don't play any games in the 21st century? That's weird..." she muttered under her breath.

Undeterred, Song Shoushan turned to Feng Xinyue. Determined to break the ice, she decided to take matters into her own hands and taught the basics to the little girl.

The room was quiet, with only the sounds of clicking mice and tapping keyboards filling the air.

Feng Xinyue's little nizi brain was miles ahead of humans.

She figured out everything by herself, quickly clearing lobbies and impressing everyone in the room.

"Zhang Wei, are you sure she's not superhuman?" Song Shoushan asked with an awkward laugh.

Meanwhile, Feng Xinyue was completely absorbed in the game.

Her eyes shone with a sharp glint as she killed people one by one.

The intensity of the game was palpable, and everyone watched in awe as the little girl became a force to be reckoned with.

Zhang Wei couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself.

If he knew the result would be like this, he never would have suggested it.

However, the little girl was now raising suspicion among everyone. If this continued, she might reach the top of the leader board and make history as the fastest learner in the world.

Ye Feng squinted his eyes in suspicion.

He could clearly tell she was an amateur when she started and wasn't faking it. Her learning ability started to make him curious yet suspicious.

Zhang Wei couldn't take it anymore and shifted in his seat, whispering in Feng Xinyue's ear.

She nodded in agreement, and the next moment, her avatar was killed.

[You have been eliminated by Xxzh63!]

Ye Feng clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Tsk, she was just lucky!" he muttered to himself.

As the game continued, Ye Feng focused on his own gameplay, trying to ignore his growing irritation towards Zhang Wei.

Meanwhile, Song Shoushan nodded in agreement with Ye Feng's assessment that Feng Xinyue had simply gotten lucky.

There was no way she could master the game so quickly.

For the next hour, Feng Xinyue played like an average player, not showcasing her exceptional brain power.

As Ye Feng played, his gaze constantly moved towards Zhang Wei.

Something about the man's aura rubbed him the wrong way, and his instincts kept warning him to be careful around him.