Manipulative Harem God

Chapter 382 Cruel Woman: Can’t even let Pee in silence!

?Zhang Wei was casually cruising down the winding, somewhat empty, stony road, while continuously teasing Chen Yulan. Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck him like a bolt of lightning, and he abruptly slammed the brakes, bringing the car to an unexpected halt.

Zhang Wei’s sudden halt on the deserted, stony road was unexpected, leaving Chen Yulan perplexed.

“Hm? Why are we stopping?” she asked, her voice laced with confusion as she turned towards him.

Zhang Wei responded not with words but a cryptic smile, as he unlocked the doors and stepped outside.

??

Chen Yulan, her brows knitted in confusion, sighed slightly, her curiosity piqued despite her annoyance.

She followed him, stepping out of the car and trailing him to a secluded spot off the road.

Her heart beat with a mixture of apprehension and curiosity. “What now…?” she wondered silently.

As she caught up, she froze, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson.

!!

Zhang Wei, with his back to her, had unzipped his pants. He turned his head slightly, noticing her stunned expression. “What?… Now you woman can’t even let a man pee in peace? Yulan, have you become a pervert recently?” he teased, mocking tone in his voice.

Embarrassment and anger swirled within Chen Yulan.

She closed her eyes, turning away hastily. “I-I didn’t mean to…” she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.

“You tricked me…” she murmured, her words trailing off into the cool air. Zhang Wei clicked his tongue in response, his voice carrying a note of mock disapproval. “Tsk-tsk, blaming your mistakes on me, what else is remaining?”

Chen Yulan’s hands clenched into fists, her body trembling with a mix of emotions. She felt foolish and manipulated, her thoughts a whirlwind of indignation and confusion.

Without another word, she turned back, her steps quick and resolute as she sought refuge in the car.

Boom!

Inside, she slammed the door shut, her heart racing, her mind a tangle of thoughts. ‘Why does he always do this? Why can’t I ever read his intentions?’ she wondered, her gaze fixed on the dashboard, unseeing.

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[Host, was it important to scare her away with your dragon?]

Zhang Wei’s lips twitched before he nodded, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. “I just had an idea and was wondering if it might work,” he mused aloud, his voice carrying a hint of mischief.

The System, ever so curious, prodded further with an eerie enthusiasm. “Oh, what might that be, dear Host? The roads today are a labyrinth of shadows, waiting to be drenched in a downpour. The wind whispers secrets, slow but persistent. And there she is, the unsuspecting damsel, cocooned in the confines of the car. Shall I, perhaps, orchestrate the dance of the knife?”

Zhang Wei’s eyes twitched momentarily, taken aback by the System’s growing aggression. He remained speechless for a brief moment, pondering the implications. Finally, he regained his composure, shaking his head in disbelief.

“I was merely thinking of a little scare, not a horror show,” he replied dryly, his voice laced with irony.

He had only sought a moment of solace, a brief respite under the morning sky, but the System seemed hell-bent on weaving a narrative straight out of a gothic novel.

This bastard system might as well just push him into hell’s deepest pit if given a chance.

He shook his head, a wry smile lingering on his lips, as he leisurely strolled back. The crisp evening air brushed against his face, bringing a semblance of clarity to his thoughts.

As he leisurely strolled back to the car, lost in thought, a sudden realization hit him. His face twitched in annoyance. “The keys!” he muttered under his breath. In his haste and the ensuing drama, he had left the car keys inside. And with the doors locked from within, he was, quite literally, at Chen Yulan’s mercy.

Knock!

Sighing, Zhang Wei knocked on the car’s glass, a mix of frustration and amusement in his actions. He pondered to himself, ‘This nizi, after all the teasing, wouldn’t actually leave me stranded here, right?’ A chuckle escaped his lips, despite the situation.

As Chen Yulan heard the knock, she glanced towards him. Her expression was unreadable, adding to the suspense of the moment. Zhang Wei waited, the seconds stretching out, wondering what her next move would be.

Her cheeks flushed unconsciously as she glimpsed his face through the car window. It was only when she noticed his mouth moving, silently requesting her to unlock the door, that she realized the problem.

With swift grace, she leaned over and flicked the car lock open.

*Click!*

“Hm? Opened?” Zhang Wei, mildly surprised, slid into the car with a smile, his gaze settling on Chen Yulan. He reached out, affectionately patting her head.

“??”

Chen Yulan’s eyes stared at him blankly, a picture of stunned innocence, before her voice broke in hint of fatigue. “Wei… Can’t you spare me even a moment’s peace? Or does teasing me really bring you that much joy?” Her voice, which usually flowed like a serene, undisturbed stream, now rippled with a soft current of annoyance.

Zhang Wei, seemingly unfazed by her tone, continued his affable head pats. “Good girl,” he cooed, as if praising a well-

behaved pet.

Chen Yulan sat there, a statue of wordless disbelief…

For a fleeting second, he half-expected her to lock him out of the car in revenge, but this girl wasn’t one for such antics. Pleased, Zhang Wei secured the doors himself, cracked the windows open, and then, with a swift whoosh, flung the car keys outside.

The windows slid shut as Chen Yulan stared at him, her expression a canvas of bewildered speechlessness.

Leaning back leisurely, Zhang Wei clasped his hands behind his head, inhaling deeply. “Ah… the air is so fragrant in here…”

Chen Yulan, momentarily speechless, finally found her voice, “… Wei?”

Zhang Wei feigned ignorance, his voice laced with sarcasm. “Hm? Did someone call me?”

Her eyes twitched in mild irritation. Sighing, she leaned in, her hand gently touching his shoulder. “Wei…”

Finally turning to face her, Zhang Wei’s expression was one of mock surprise. “Oh, it’s you. I thought you were throwing tantrum and lost your voice.” 𝘪𝑎.

Chen Yulan, “…”

Wasn’t it him throwing tantrum right now?

And h-he even threw the keys outside!

How is she wrong here, all of a sudden?

Series of thoughts bombarded her innocent brain, while struggled to maintain her composure.

She finally closed her eyes briefly, gathering her thoughts before speaking with a resigned tone, “Wei… Why did you throw the keys outside?”

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