Manipulative Harem God - Chapter 450 Accidentally grabbed the wrong bird?

Chapter 450 Accidentally grabbed the wrong bird?

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Silence enveloped the entire place as Zhang Wei’s words echoed through the chilly air, the only sound being the rustling of the cold wind.

In that moment, Du Yun’er’s face contorted in a twitch, her eyes locking onto Zhang Wei with a mix of confusion and anger.

‘How can such a vile, shameless person like him possess such a noble appearance?’ she mused, her frustration growing by the second.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, with a swift movement, Du Yun’er’s figure blurred as she swiftly closed the distance between herself and Zhang Wei.

Before he could react, her intense gaze bore into him as she grabbed his collar firmly. “Humph! Were you saying something before?” she demanded, her voice laced with irritation.

Zhang Wei, taken aback by her sudden actions, scanned her face before his gaze flickered down to the two rabbits struggling for breath against the tight fabric of her clothing.

Despite the bizarre sight, he couldn’t help but admire the resilience shown by the bunnies, and thier eternal will for freedom!

His eyes then shifted to her slender hand gripping his collar, only to watch in surprise as her victorious grin faltered and her hand slipped past him as though he were nothing but a mere spectator, a ghost.

“What?”

Her voice erupted in astonishment as Zhang Wei, embodying the essence of an apparition, glided out with his spectral prowess.

A mischievous smirk played across his face as he deftly grasped her head, ‘gently’ guiding it down into the open car window.

In the blink of an eye.

Slap!

“!!!”

Du Yun’er found herself ensnared by the car window, her eyes stretching wide in sheer disbelief, as the sound of a slap echoed, a shock to her system!

“You!!!” A torrent of embarrassment washed over her, painting her cheeks a deep crimson. Just then, with the roar of an engine, a car zoomed past, nearly clipping her.

Whizz!

“Drive faster, you cowards! Haha!” Zhang Wei commanded, his voice cutting through the chaos as he reclined in the plush seat of another Rolls Royce.

Beside him, Tang Dexin perched in the co-pilot seat, while the driver, his hands trembling, pushed the accelerator to its limits, a sheen of nervous sweat coating his forehead.

Zhang Wei exhaled a breath of sheer relief as they darted past Du Yun’er, leaving her far behind. “Damn, it’s good the corporeal body limit was increased to 5 seconds…”

“Master, was that woman someone you know?” Tang Dexin inquired, his voice laced with a mix of curiosity and apprehension, as he mopped the perspiration from his brow.

Zhang Wei nodded, his gaze distant. “Not an acquaintance; I stole something precious from her, and now she’s chasing me down the mountain! You must run away every time you see her; she’s a bit loose on the head!”

Tang Dexin nodded, still unsure of what was happening, but he could sense that the woman’s aura was indeed powerful.

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“Arghhhhhh! You scoundrel! Just you wait!” Du Yun’er, having finally freed herself, shot a seething glare in the direction of the rapidly disappearing car.

Her cheeks were aflame, not just from the physical exertion but from humiliation and burning rage.

Just as she was gearing up to launch into pursuit, a sudden thought brought her to a standstill. “Wait! How did he know my name? Did someone tip him off about my coming for him?” A gasp of surprise slipped through her lips, quickly morphing into a smug smirk as a realization hit her.

Whoosh!

The air seemed to split as her body ignited once more, flames enveloping her in a fiery aura.

With the speed of a comet, she rocketed off, determined to close the gap.

Meanwhile, Zhang Wei, basking in the afterglow of his narrow escape from the wrath of what he considered an unhinged women, found his celebration abruptly interrupted by an unexpected visitor.

Knock! Knock!

“Open the window!”

There, beside their speeding vehicle, Du Yun’er appeared, miraculously keeping pace and gently tapping on the window as if requesting a moment of his time at a café rather than high speed chase on a highway.

“What…?” Zhang Wei’s eyes twitched at the absurd situation.

His mind raced to make sense of how this woman, who just moments ago was a speck in the distance, had caught up so swiftly.

Was she the Flash or something?

Tang Dexin, visibly concerned, turned to his master. “Master? What shall we do?”

Zhang Wei remained silent for a moment, his demeanor reflecting a mix of contemplation and resignation.

Finally, he shrugged, a plan seemingly forming in his mind. “Keep driving. She’ll give up soon enough.” With that, he closed his eyes, a clear signal of his intention to simply ignore Du Yun’er’s relentless pursuit.

Taking his cue, Tang Dexin also nodded and, albeit somewhat comically, closed his eyes, imitating his master’s approach to the problem at hand.

“What!?” Du Yun’er’s disbelief was palpable. “They ignored me!”

The realization that she was being so effortlessly dismissed struck her hard, her eyes twitching in a mix of anger and incredulity. Shaking her head in frustration, she decided to change tactics and surged forward, swiftly overtaking the car.

Whoosh!

Her figure vanished into the distance once more. Zhang Wei, seizing the moment to sneak a peek outside, chuckled to himself. “Just another simp after my body… I should be more careful in the future.”

Tang Dexin, “…”

System, […]

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Half an hour later, Zhang Wei breezed into Liu Ling’er’s room with the air of a man on a mission.

His gaze, however, took an unscheduled detour, landing not on the patient but on a woman seated next to the bed, her posture one of quiet concern.

Next to her, a man clasped her hands, a gesture of solidarity Zhang Wei noted but swiftly categorized as ‘irrelevant to the current plot.’

“Old Liu, your daughter is truly blessed,” exclaimed Zhang Wei, at the sight before him.

This young girl possessed the body of a woman in her thirties, exuding an aura of maturity beyond her years.

With each passing moment, it seemed as though she would soon possess a power so great that it could crush nations beneath the weight of her breasts—cough! concerns!

“Doctor?” Li Xinru, her eyes pools of worry tinted with a flicker of hope, turned towards Zhang Wei, seeking in him the promise of a miracle.

Liu Cong, ever the supportive figure by her side, echoed her silent plea. “Doctor, we place our hopes in your hands. Please help our daughter find her feet again.” His words carried the weight of desperate parents everywhere.

Nodding with a gravity befitting a sage, Zhang Wei declared, “First, Let’s get her settled on the bed for her examination,” his voice echoing the solemnity of the moment.

Without a moment’s hesitation, he approached Li Xinru and, with an ease that spoke of his confidence, scooped her into his arms.

“Ah!?”

“D-Doctor?!”