As Zhang Wei drove towards the Willow Breeze dical Institute, a voice resounded in his mind – the ever-present system that assisted him on his journey.
[Host, why not simply focus on cultivation? Wouldn't it yield the sa results?] The system sounded slightly bothered by Zhang Wei's alternative plans.
Zhang Wei chuckled in response, 'True, cultivation will yield results, but how much ti will it take? I won't abandon cultivation, but until I am strong enough, I need alternative sources of power, don't I? And even as a Cultivator, do you expect to personally handle every small errand that cos my way?'
The system fell silent, acknowledging the validity of Zhang Wei's reasoning.
Suddenly, it spoke again, [Host, I earlier felt the need to guide you, but you are on the right path. The way to manage a harem is to act like an emperor. If you beco too friendly with people, even your won, they might start undermining your authority, and chaos will follow.]
The system was impressed with Zhang Wei's approach in handling those around him – making decisions for them and issuing direct orders.
It recognized that this was the path to maintaining control and authority, crucial for the intricate dynamics of a harem.
Zhang Wei smiled faintly at the system's praise but didn't let it affect him too much.
He knew that he alone was responsible for shaping the behavior of the people around him, whether it was Rose, Yu Lei, or anyone else.
He firmly believed that if his won didn't respect him, it was his own fault.
In his mind, he might have preferences among the won, but he understood the importance of acting in a specific manner with each of them outwardly.
It was crucial to establish boundaries and maintain a position of authority.
He thought of a simple analogy to illustrate his point. If you visit an egg shop every day and feed a dog one piece of egg, you might feel kind and generous.
But have you considered the long-term consequences?
The dog will start expecting to be fed every ti you visit the shop, and if you one day decide not to feed it, it might throw a tantrum or even bite back. Humans, he mused, were much worse in this regard.
If you allow them to take advantage of your kindness or generosity, they will continue to do so and might even beco entitled to your favors.
Comparing humans to dogs might seem harsh, but Zhang Wei believed it to be true in certain aspects.
He knew that n often make mistakes in relationships by satisfying every demand of their partners, inadvertently fostering a sense of entitlent and ungratefulness.
The key, Zhang Wei realized, lay in setting clear boundaries and expectations from the start. People will treat you the way you allow yourself to be treated.
He contrasted his approach with that of Ye Feng, who allowed himself to be taken advantage of by the won around him.
In a particular incident, Yu Lei had thrown a temper tantrum, refusing to eat as a way to express her dissatisfaction with Zhang Wei for not taking her on a date.
He could have given in to her demands like most n might have, but instead, he had a different strategy in mind.
He simply grabbed her and made sure she ate until she had no choice but to comply.
After that incident, she knew that throwing tantrums wouldn't work with him, and it wouldn't be an effective way to get what she wanted.
Zhang Wei has unwittingly mastered the delicate art of engineering human behaviour.
'Damn, I can't believe I forgot my cigarettes," Zhang Wei suddenly cursed himself as the realization hit him. He had forgotten his cigarettes and made a hasty detour before finally arriving at the hospital.
Outside Yu Lei's hospital ward, chaos reigned supre. There were panicked voices, echoing footsteps, and nurses scurrying around.
Zhang Wei couldn't comprehend what had caused such a scene, so he simply shrugged it off and entered the ward.
There she was, lying with her head hanging low, slowly sipping on a bowl of soup. A colossal bandage wrapped around her head proclaid the severity of her injury.
As Zhang Wei approached, he noticed the remnants of the pandemonium - a pair of blood-sared scissors abandoned on the cold floor.
'What in the world happened here?' a hint of amusent flickered in Zhang Wei's eyes as he stepped closer to her.
Yu Lei's eyes lit up as she caught sight of him approaching.
She lifted her head, her face radiating a cheerful expression, seemingly unfazed by the injury she had sustained. Her resilience was admirable.
Zhang Wei felt the need to reprimand her for attempting to stand, quickly coaxing her to remain seated as he settled on a nearby stool.
"What exactly happened here? Did sothing amusing occur?" he inquired curiously, his gaze fixated on the few drops of blood that stained the quilt nearby.
Yu Lei stared back at him, shaking her head gently. "Earlier, there was a man staring at . But he accidentally stumbled and, in his misfortune, his hand collided with the scissors," she narrated the incident with a touch of innocence, spinning a perfect story.
However, Zhang Wei's face twitched slightly. "What about fingerprints?" he inquired calmly, his voice laced with suspicion.
Yu Lei simply shrugged, her nonchalant deanor intact. "There shouldn't be any. I took precautionary asures and used the quilt to hold the scissors."
Nodding understandingly, Zhang Wei gently extended his hand to caress her head, eliciting a serene reaction as she closed her eyes, relishing in his tender touch.
'Just as I expected, she's managed to create quite a ss," he muttered to himself, sighing inwardly at the situation.
''System, erase the recordings.'
[Done, and ten points deducted.]
[... Host, why not buy sothing from System shop to fix her mind?] System suggested.
If this woman kept doing things like this, it might increase Zhang Wei's workload.
The system thought Zhang Wei needed to solve this problem, as soon as possible!
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