Manipulative Harem God

Chapter 295 You too… Keep an eye her!

Cai Wenxi spoke up softly, “I’m not his fiancée. You may call me Wenxi.”

Zhang Ming’s face contorted with frustration, a surge of disrespect coursing through him. He turned towards Cai Wenxi with a stern tone, “Shut up! Our marriage is already set in stone. Or do you want me to report your behavior to Uncle Cai?”

Cai Wenxi bit her lip, her silence speaking volumes, as the threat hung heavy in the air.

Zhang Wei, however, couldn’t stand idly by, his brows deeply furrowed. “What kind of man raises his voice against a woman?”

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Hypocrisy fell on its own sword, and duplicity slunk away in embarrassment, as everyone present was left in stunned silence by Zhang Wei’s sudden display of righteousness.

Their eyes darted between Zhang Wei, the now-quiet Zhang Ming, and the contemplative Cai Wenxi. Even Xie Meirong, her hand over her mouth, couldn’t hide her surprise, her eyes twitching with confusion.

Yu Lei sighed inwardly, “He’s in character again…”

Lin Ruoxi closed her eyes in resignation, while Guo Xiaomei offered a wry smile, uncertain of how the situation would unfold.

Zhang Ming, still unaware of Zhang Wei’s truw character, believed him to be genuine, and this misunderstanding further fueled his anger. He retorted angrily, “She is my wife! Who the hell are you to meddle in our affairs!?”

Zhang Wei shook his head wearily, clearly exasperated, and decided to focus on Cai Wenxi. “This gentleman here is claiming you as his wife. Are you comfortable with that?”

“Umm…”, Cai Wenxi remained silent, feeling trapped and caught off guard by the unexpected turn of events.

She wanted to respond but hesitated under Zhang Ming’s stern warning glare.

Zhang Ming, sensing a small victory in Cai Wenxi’s silence, turned his attention back to Zhang Wei. With a smug smile, he began to provide an explanation. “That girl, Xie Meirong, claimed to know you, so we were tasked with delivering her to you. She now falls under your responsibility. You should be aware that she has connections to a highly dangerous international organization, the Void Society. It’s in your best interest to keep a watchful eye on her and maintain constant surveillance.”

Zhang Wei’s face contorted in disbelief, and he retorted with frustration, “Do I look like a babysitter? Isn’t it your responsibility to handle captives?”

Zhang Ming frowned, his opinion of Zhang Wei soured further due to their shared family name, thinking that Zhang Wei was sullying the reputation of their ancestors. “Aren’t you also from the NSA?”

Zhang Wei nodded affirmatively, “Yes, I am, but I have the freedom to choose my assignments as I see fit.” Without paying much heed to Zhang Ming’s disdainful gaze, he tossed his ID card in their direction, clearly indicating his autonomy in selecting his tasks.

Cai Wenxi accepted the ID card, her narrowed eyes revealing her intrigue about Zhang Wei. She silently pondered, ‘Who is he?’ The rarity of such ID cards was not lost on her, and she confirmed to Zhang Ming, “It’s genuine, he’s not lying.”

Zhang Ming, still baffled, took the card and examined it closely, his brow furrowing. He then shifted his attention back to Zhang Wei, unable to contain his curiosity. “Where did you get this?” he inquired.

Zhang Wei, maintaining his air of indifference, replied, “That’s not your concern.”

Zhang Ming fell silent, unsure of how to proceed. They were all caught in a puzzling situation when Xie Meirong suddenly made her presence known. She moved swiftly to embrace Zhang Wei from behind, startling everyone present.

“Hubby? Are you going to leave me alone and abandon me like this?” Xie Meirong’s voice quivered with feigned distress, her eyes pooling with fake tears. She had no intention of staying locked, even if it meant using her powers and being labeled a terrorist.

Zhang Ming’s brow arched in disbelief. “She’s your wife?” He glanced at Zhang Wei with a mixture of surprise and perplexity, struggling to understand how someone could easily abandon their spouse.

Cai Wenxi, equally bewildered, observed Zhang Wei, her thoughts filled with questions about the relationship between these two.

Zhang Wei’s lips curled into an amused smile as Xie Meirong pressed herself against his back, attempting to seduce him. He wasn’t about to make any decisions without gaining an advantage.

Xie Meirong, her tone more persuasive this time, whispered in, “Hubby, I have a lot of money!”

Having learned her lesson, Xie Meirong was now playing her cards wisely.

Zhang Wei nodded and pointed to Lin Ruoxi, who had been somewhat awkwardly silent throughout the exchange. “You see her?”

Xie Meirong turned to Lin Ruoxi, who was now slightly embarrassed under their scrutiny, and nodded. “Yes, what about her?”

Zhang Wei continued, “She is one of the wealthiest women in the city.”

“…”, Xie Meirong fell into silence, her earlier enthusiasm waning.

Zhang Wei chuckled inwardly at her reaction before repeating his question, “What can you offer?”

Xie Meirong’s eyes suddenly sparkled with renewed hope. She pointed to herself eagerly, eager to make her case.

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Yu Lei, Cai Wenxi, and Lin Ruoxi exchanged helpless glances. Never before had they witnessed someone so willing to sell themselves off.

However, Zhang Wei remained unfazed by Xie Meirong’s sudden eagerness and shook his head. “Not enough.”

Xie Meirong’s body went cold, her hopes dashed, and she couldn’t help but protest, “Then what do I need to do?”

Zhang Wei gave Xie Meirong a purposeful look. “There was a mirror in your house. I need you to repair it and tell me everything you know about it.” His words carried a subtle command, reminding her of the lingering control he had over her through the slave seal.

Xie Meirong’s eyes narrowed, slightly dissatisfied with the simplicity of the task. “Only this?”

Zhang Wei remained composed. “Yes.”

Zhang Ming, growing impatient, interjected, “Are you two finished here?”

Cai Wenxi, attempting to smooth things over, offered an apology on Zhang Ming’s behalf. “I’m sorry for his impatience.”

Zhang Wei, unfazed by the exchange, continued, “Is there anything else you have to say?”

Zhang Ming, his eyes narrowed, explained, “We came to the city for two reasons. First, to retrieve her, and second, to investigate the explosion at the hospital, rumored to be orchestrated by a terrorist organization.” His gaze at Zhang Wei was laden with suspicion, as if he believed that Zhang Wei had a hand in the incident.