Manipulative Harem God

Chapter 377 Heilong Village! (1)

?Amidst the silence that enveloped the garden, punctuated only by the soft sounds of nature and the distant hum of the city waking up, Zhang Wei’s voice broke through, “Want to take a walk outside…?” His proposal hung in the air, an invitation to step away from the routine and the reminders of recent turmoil.

Chen Yulan paused, her gaze drifting around the garden. Her hands, still wearing the marks of her morning’s work, moved unconsciously over the petals of a nearby flower. “I still have to water the plants,” she replied, her voice a mix of duty and reluctance.

Zhang Wei’s response was a faint smile, warm yet mysterious. He reached out, gently taking the watering can from her grasp, and with a fluid motion, tossed it skyward.

Chen Yulan watched, perplexed, as the can spun in the air. “Hm?” she voiced her confusion, her eyes following the arc of the can.

In that moment, Zhang Wei seized her tender hands, pulling her away from the garden. As if on cue, a gentle rain began to fall, showering the garden in a cascade of droplets. “So… Much water? How?” Chen Yulan’s voice trailed off in suprise. She turned to Zhang Wei, her eyes wide with bewilderment as the watering can landed softly on the grass.

“Now we have enough time,” Zhang Wei said, his voice carrying a hint of playfulness.

Chen Yulan opened her mouth to protest, “I still have to—” but her words were cut short as Zhang Wei firmly held her hands, guiding her forward. She couldn’t help but shake her head, a mixture of amusement and resignation coloring her tone. “Cousin, do you have a habit of neglecting our protests?” she asked softly, a memory flashing in her mind of a similar instance when he had whimsically overridden her objections.

Their footsteps led them away from the garden, each step taking them further into a world where worries seemed to dissolve, if only for a moment

Zhang Wei, with a subtle determination, guided Chen Yulan not towards the tranquil paths for their walk, but towards the Range Rover belonging to Chen Dong. His actions seemed deliberate, yet there was a smoothness to his movements that made the transition from garden to car almost seamless.

As they approached the vehicle, Zhang Wei produced the keys to the Range Rover, which he had silently acquired without seeking permission. Chen Yulan observed this with a blend of curiosity and mild concern.

“Wei, isn’t this Borther’s car?” she asked, her voice tinged with a hint of hesitance as she glanced at the keys in his hand.

Zhang Wei responded with a smile that hinted at mischief. “Yesterday after dinner, he couldn’t control his emotions seeing me after such a long time and started crying…. He was so moved that he decided to hand over all his properties to me,” he said, his tone calm yet eyes twinkling with laughter.

“Uh? Really?” Chen Yulan asked, her eyes silently smiling, her soft tone laced with skepticism.

Boom!

Zhang Wei lightly tapped her on the head, a mock reprimand for her feigned suprise. The impact was gentle, more a caress than a knock. “What, you doubt me?” he retorted back, wth feigned anger.

Chen Yulan, momentarily speechless, merely shook her head, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips

She, still holding onto his arm, allowed herself to be led, though her mind was abuzz with questions.

She couldn’t help but marvel at how Zhang Wei moved through life, seemingly unbound by the usual rules that governed others.

As Zhang Wei unlocked the car and opened the passenger door for her, Chen Yulan hesitated for a moment before getting in.

The interior of the car was familiar, yet under these circumstances, it felt like the beginning of an unknown adventure.

“Where are we going?” she finally asked as Zhang Wei started the engine, the hum of the vehicle breaking the morning stillness.

Zhang Wei glanced at her, a mysterious glint in his eye. “To claim your brother’s remaining properties!” he said, a profound undertone to his words.

Chen Yulan lips twitched, she settled into her seat, the comfort of the leather a stark contrast to the turmoil of her thoughts.

She looked out the window as they drove away from the Chen residence, the familiar sights of the city passing by.

As the Range Rover transitioned from the smooth concrete roads of the city to a rocky, uneven path, the change in terrain was palpable. The vehicle jostled and shook, navigating the stony trail that wound its way toward Heilong village. Chen Yulan instinctively tightened her seatbelt, a mix of anticipation and mild concern in her eyes.

“Are we going to Heilong village?” she asked, peering through the windshield at the rugged landscape ahead. The mountain loomed in front of them, its stony face interspersed with hardy shrubs, an embodiment of natural resilience.

Zhang Wei nodded in confirmation, his hands steady on the wheel as the car continued its ascent. The path grew increasingly challenging, a evidence to the remote and unspoiled nature of their destination.

Chen Yulan glanced down at her own attire, particularly at the flip flops adorning her feet. “I won’t be able to go up in these,” she remarked, a practical concern in her voice. She knew the car could only take them so far. At some point, they would need to park and continue on foot for the final stretch, traversing a steep fifty meters to reach their destination.

The thought of navigating the rough terrain in flip flops was daunting. She envisioned the small cluster of mud houses that dotted the peak, a humble yet serene retreat far removed from the bustle of city life.

The simplicity of Heilong village, with its handful of dwellings, was a stark contrast to the luxurious comforts of the current Chen residence.

As Zhang Wei sensed her hesitation, he turned towards her with a warm, reassuring smile. “Don’t worry; I’ll be here to assist you. It’s absolutely worth the effort,” he reassured.

“Hmm…” Chen Yulan hummed in agreement, her gaze fixed on the ever-evolving terrain that surrounded them, a mesmerizing landscape of shifting beauty.𝘪𝘳.𝒸𝘰𝑚

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