Manipulative Harem God

"You didn't lie, but you conveniently omitted the whole truth. We didn't just meet; you fell in love with me at first sight!" Zhang Wei revealed with a smirk.

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"No way!" Mu Han knitted her brows in disbelief.

*Smack!*

Zhang Wei, relentless, questioned, "You didn't?"

Mu Han, with fiery determination, insisted, "I didn't!"

*Smack!*

Zhang Wei pressed on, "So you're saying you didn't fall in love with me at first glance?"

Mu Han, defiant, retorted, "No!"

*Smack!*

Undeterred, Zhang Wei continued, "And you're claiming you didn't offer to accompany me inside the bathroom?"

In a sudden twist, Mu Han found herself grappling with perplexity. "No— wait, what?" She remembered the incident, but it wasn't as Zhang Wei interpreted it. "I didn't mean it that wa—"

Smack!

The room shuddered as another spanking landed, Zhang Wei taunting her. "Oh, so what way did you mean? What did you intend to do with me after forcing me inside the bathroom? Hoho, did you plan to assault this man, assuming him to be weak? Let me tell you, Miss Han, I am quite strong and can stand up for myself!"

Mu Han fell silent, a storm of conflicting emotions swirling within her.

Zhang Wei shook his head dramatically. "I already told you, Miss Han, we unfortunately can't do anything since, in my home, the elders don't allow such unspeakable activities before marriage. But was it enough for you to pretend to marry someone else just to make me jealous?"

Mu Han, her spirit shattered, muttered, "... I have no idea... what you are talking about." Defeat resonated in her voice as she could no longer endure the relentless assault of Zhang Wei's words.

*Smack!*

Zhang Wei taunted, "Oh, so you don't accept it? Am I lying?"

'You are, obviously!' Mu Han screamed in her mind, but outwardly, she had surrendered. Her meticulously laid plans had crumbled, and Zhang Yuan's face twisted in displeasure, leaving her powerless to salvage the situation.

It was all thanks to this man — Zhang Wei!

*Smack!*

Zhang Wei persisted, "C'mon? How long will you keep your silence!"

*Smack!*

"...", Mu Han, stoic, gave no reaction.

*Smack!*

Again, Mu Han remained eerily silent.

The once-dramatic scene had transformed into an unspeakable event, an uncomfortable display of Zhang Wei's continued onslaught of slaps. The onlookers now harbored no doubt that something intricate existed between this girl and him.

But even in the face of this public humiliation!

"Brother, isn't it too much, to beat her like this?" A concerned voice broke through the uneasy hush, daring to question the brutality unfolding.

*Smack!*

Zhang Wei froze, his razor-sharp eyes fixing on the courageous speaker, sending shivers through him. Yet, before Zhang Wei could respond, Mu Han beat him to it. "Shut up, all of you!" She erupted, her defiant yell slicing through the room, attempting to reclaim control of the situation.

"??"

A hushed murmur swept through the crowd as Mu Han's unexpected move left everyone in bewilderment. Rising to her feet with determination, she encircled her arms around Zhang Wei's neck and locked eyes with him. "Husband! I am really sorry. This Mu Han didn't mean to lie to you like this and has learned her lesson! Can you please forgive her?" Her eyes, a mix of apology and desperation, pleaded with Zhang Wei.

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Zhang Wei felt his eyes twitching as hundreds of eyes from the crowd focused on him. Staying in character, he couldn't deny her. He gently placed his hand over her face, caressing it tenderly. "Of course, my dear Han. If you had spoken out earlier, I wouldn't have had to go through the pain of harming you."

Mu Han nodded instantly, "I am really sorry, husband... Now, can we please go upstairs and do something about my swollen bum first?"

Zhang Wei's eyes twitched again as he nodded, "Let's go then." He wrapped a hand around her waist, momentarily causing Mu Han to frown before she put on a seemingly pleasant smile. Together, they ascended the stairs.

The crowd exchanged puzzled glances, murmuring amongst themselves.

"He's really her husband?"

"What just happened?"

"Is this some kind of bizarre performance?"

Meanwhile, Zhang Yuan's face contorted with a mix of confusion and anger. "What kind of twisted play is this?"

As Zhang Wei and Mu Han reached the top of the stairs, their hushed exchange continued.

Mu Han whispered, "You better make this convincing, or I won't hesitate to expose everything."

Zhang Wei, keeping up the act, replied with a sly grin, "Oh, don't worry, my dear. We're just getting started with our little show."

The onlookers remained baffled, unable to discern where the performance ended and reality began.

A concerned man, who had questioned Zhang Wei earlier, shook his head in disbelief. "I thought he was being too harsh, but now it seems like they're playing us all."

As Zhang Wei and Mu Han disappeared upstairs, the room remained filled with murmurs and perplexity, with no one quite sure what to make of the surreal spectacle they had just witnessed.

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As Zhang Wei and Mu Han ascended the stairs into a separately decorated room, Mu Han instantly freed herself from his grasp, vehemently slapping his hands away. "You destroyed everything!" she cursed, her frustration palpable as she clutched her head.

"Do you even know how much time I spent preparing everything? Couldn't you have a bit of patience?" Her eyes bore into him, a mix of annoyance and exasperation.

Zhang Wei, momentarily taken aback, shrugged nonchalantly. "I don't even know what you were doing below," he couldn't help but wonder if she had some evil plan, perhaps to assassinate Zhang Yuan.

"Ugh!" Mu Han had reached her limit, throwing her hands up in exasperation. "Just leave it!"

Zhang Wei shook his head, "Not leaving again. Last time I did, you tried to marry someone else," he suddenly extended his hand, catching hers. "We might as well consummate the marriage first." His words echoed, the room pulsating with an awkward tension.

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Mu Han's eyes widened, a mix of astonishment and disbelief. "What? Are you out of your mind?"

Zhang Wei grinned, mischief in his eyes. "Well, it's part of the act, isn't it? A convincing husband wouldn't abandon his wife on their 'wedding' night."