Manipulative Harem God

Although Zhang Wei had a good relationship with Qi Xiang, he knew that Murong Jinxiang had an even closer bond with him.

Now, seeing her discomfort, he realized she must become his, by force or any other means!

As for the question itself, Zhang Wei didn't ponder too deeply.

If she was his woman, it had to be at least twice a day. After all, women needed to be cared for.

"Um... almost... about once," Murong Jinxiang murmured reluctantly in response to the old mother's persistent inquiry.

"What?" The old mother was taken aback, feeling she must have misheard.

Both of them were so young, and only once a month seemed too infrequent, didn't it?

Zhang Wei was also surprised, even a bit incredulous that such an elegant beauty like Murong Jinxiang was intimate so rarely.

"I haven't been... With him... for a year now," Murong Jinxiang admitted, deciding not to conceal the truth any longer.

She felt it wasn't solely her issue to bear.

"!"

"Isn't Qi Xiang in good health?" The old mother's tone trembled slightly, a hint of jealousy evident in her voice towards her daughter-in-law's beauty.

"His health is fine, but he prefers watching certain movies alone," Murong Jinxiang confessed, her face flushing red as she spoke. "He's not interested in being intimate with me anymore."

Admitting this made Murong Jinxiang feel even more embarrassed, especially knowing Zhang Wei was right behind her, aware of such personal details.

Qi Xiang's mother's expression darkened, and she muttered through clenched teeth, "Qi Xiang wouldn't have picked up such habits on his own. It must be that Zhang Wei teaching him these things since they were young."

"Don't underestimate that brat just because of his age; he's got quite a few tricks up his sleeve. Most of the trouble Xiao Xiang gets into is because of his influence. He's a real troublemaker."

Zhang Wei, listening in disbelief, was shocked by the accusation. How could he be blamed for something like this? It seemed unfair.

"Mom, please don't say such things," Murong Jinxiang interjected quickly, sensing Zhang Wei's discomfort.

"I'm not saying nonsense," the old mother retorted angrily.

"When they were young, that troublemaker convinced Qi Xiang to pool their money and buy binoculars to peek at the women across the street."

"He must have introduced Qi Xiang to those movies. I always knew he wasn't a good influence."

"I've known for a long time that Qi Xiang shouldn't have been hanging around with him. Look at what's happened now."

Zhang Wei was momentarily speechless.

This old woman was a master at shifting blame onto others.

Her son could do no wrong in her eyes.

He wanted to argue back, but considering the delicate situation, he decided to let Murong Jinxiang handle her mother-in-law's accusations.

His once-relaxed hands began to tense up. Zhang Wei was seething inside, but he knew acting out could only make things worse.

Murong Jinxiang sensed Zhang Wei's anger and quickly intervened. "Mom, I know Zhang Wei well. You can't accuse him like this."

She held Zhang Wei's hand tightly, signaling him to stay calm and not escalate the situation.

Zhang Wei heard Murong Jinxiang defend him, realizing his chance to retaliate had slipped away. He needed another opportunity to turn the tables.

Just as he was feeling disappointed, the old mother spoke again, noticing her daughter-in-law speaking up for another man.

His anger flared instantly.

"He's just no good. Every day, he doesn't do what he's supposed to. He didn't even get into a good college. Now he's hiding in Qingyun, too scared to come home. Useless man."

Zhang Wei's expression hardened at the harsh words. His previously calm hand moved swiftly. How could he let such a perfect opportunity slip by? Even if there were consequences later, he wasn't afraid.

Murong Jinxiang, who was about to defend Zhang Wei, was caught off guard by the sudden move. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and managed to suppress Zhang Wei's hand to prevent any further escalation.

"Xiaoxi?" The old mother noticed something amiss with Murong Jinxiang and asked hurriedly, leaning in for a closer look.

"I'm fine, Mom. I just choked on my saliva," Murong Jinxiang blushed and explained in a low voice.

Zhang Wei decided to let this one go for now.

He hadn't expected Murong Jinxiang's reaction to be so sensitive. If he had known, he wouldn't have used so much force just now.

"You're right, you might choke on your saliva." The old mother shook her head disapprovingly.

"Mom, we shouldn't speak ill of others. When facing problems, we should reflect on ourselves too," Murong Jinxiang said nervously, worried that the old mother's words might upset Zhang Wei again.

"What problems could I possibly have? It's all because of that little brat. If it weren't for him, my Xiao Xiang would have turned out just fine," the old mother insisted stubbornly. Once she formed an opinion, it was hard to sway her, even if it meant speaking ill of Zhang Wei.

Sensing trouble brewing under the quilt, Murong Jinxiang bit her lip anxiously. She covered her mouth with her hand as a precaution.

Unbeknownst to the old mother, a hand had slipped beneath the slit of Murong Jinxiang's qipao, making its way to its intended destination on her bare thigh.

Seeing that Murong Jinxiang remained silent, the old mother continued, her face cold as she criticized Zhang Wei.

Eventually, feeling ignored, she got up and left the room.

Leaving the room, the old mother headed to the second bedroom, but upon entering, she was greeted by a deafening snore that soured her expression.

She shot a fierce glance at her husband, then grabbed a quilt and stormed off to the living room to sleep.

Meanwhile, as soon as the old mother left, Murong Jinxiang let out a relieved sigh and whispered urgently, "Xiaowei, I apologize for her words. Please let me go. I know you're not that kind of person. Please, hurry."

"Jinxi, I'm really upset right now. How could she say such things about me? I can't just let it slide," Zhang Wei retorted, unwilling to let the opportunity slip away.

He felt a surge of frustration and determination.

In the past, opportunities were scarce, but today presented a rare chance he couldn't easily relinquish.

Murong Jinxiang's face paled as she realized the seriousness of the situation.

She knew this wouldn't be easy to resolve and pleaded urgently for Zhang Wei to reconsider.