Manipulative Harem God

Chapter 374 Zhang Wei busted! Live audition for playing distressed concubine? (2)

?As they passed over the bridge that served as a lifeline between the two sides of town, a chilling sequence of events unfolded.

Chen Dong abruptly brought the car to a halt, his senses prickling with alarm.

The desperate screams for help pierced the night, growing fainter, and slowly disappearing, making the situation appear even more urgent!

“Did you hear that? It’s below us!”His voice was a mix of shock and disbelief. The open windows had allowed the distressing sounds to filter through clearly.

Chen Yulan’s expression mirrored his concern, her brows knitting together in a frown.

As Chen Dong made to exit the car, driven by a sudden impulse to help, she reached out, her voice laced with caution. “Don’t go alone. Let’s call the police first.”

Chen Dong hesitated, torn between duty and prudence. “It might be too late by then,” he argued, the urgency of the moment gnawing at him.

Reluctantly, Chen Yulan nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. 𝙡𝙞𝒃𝓻𝒆𝓪𝒅.𝓬𝒐𝒎

Chen Dong exited the vehicle, the night air cool against his skin. He opened the trunk and armed himself with a steel pipe, a weapon in the face of unknown danger.

Meanwhile, Yu Lei and the others, having followed in their car, pulled up behind the Land Rover. Their confusion was growing as they disembarked one by one, trying to make sense of the sudden stop and the tension that crackled in the air.

As Chen Dong cautiously descended the bridge, the steel pipe gripped tightly in his hand, the scene that unfolded before him was nothing like he had imagined.

There, amidst the shadows and whispers of the night, stood two figures with disheveled clothing.

It was Zhang Wei, nonchalantly buttoning his shirt, and beside him, Lin Ruoxi, who stood awkwardly fixing her skirt. The sight was so unexpected, so out of context, that it robbed Chen Dong of speech.

Before he could gather his thoughts or voice his confusion, Zhang Wei approached him with a chuckle, as if oblivious to the unusual circumstances. “Brother Dong!” He greeted Chen Dong casually, a carefree smile on his face.

Chen Dong instinctively stepped back, a wave of disbelief washing over him. “You stink,” he blurted out, the words slipping from his tongue before he could censor them.

Zhang Wei, unfazed, shot back with a laugh “Maybe you’re just smelling yourself!” His retort, delivered with an air of nonchalance, only added to Chen Dong’s speechlessness.

Chen Dong, still chaotic from the unexpected scene, managed to compose himself enough to confront Zhang Wei. “What the hell is going on here? We heard screams!”

Zhang Wei’s grin faded a bit, realizing the gravity of the misunderstanding. “Oh, that? We were just… practicing lines for a play. Ruoxi here is quite the screamer in drama,” he explained, a sly look crossing his face.

Lin Ruoxi, now standing beside Zhang Wei, nodded in agreement, though her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, despite her cold and sincere voice, “Yes, we didn’t mean to cause alarm. It’s my fault, I got a bit too… carried away with the role.”

Chen Dong looked between the two, skepticism etched on his face. “Practicing lines? At this hour? Under a bridge?” His voice dripped with disbelief.

Zhang Wei nodded, tapping on Chen Dong’s shoulder, signalling as if he knew more, “Yeah, I know it sounds crazy, but we didn’t want to disturb anyone at home, and the acoustics here are surprisingly good.”

Chen Dong let out a frustrated sigh, turning away to look over the bridge. “I rushed here thinking someone was in danger. Do you have any idea how reckless this was?”

From the above, Xie Meirong watched the scene unfold, her eyes narrowing thoughtfully. ‘Interesting, drama with sceams…’ she chuckled silently. ‘Was it a live audition for playing distressed concubine?’

Chen Dong finally sighed, his expression softening slightly. “Just… be more considerate next time. This is not a place for practicing drama….You had us worried sick.”

As they conversed, Yu Lei and the others approached, their expressions a mix of concern and curiosity.

“…”

The group stood in a collective silence, absorbing the bizarre tale they had just been told.

Lin Ruoxi, particularly, seemed to be the epicenter of discomfort, her face blazing a deep shade of red, as if she were a kettle on the brink of boiling over. 𝓵𝒊𝓫𝙧𝙚𝒂𝙙.𝒄𝓸𝒎

The embarrassment radiating from her was almost tangible, and she looked as if she wished the ground would swallow her whole.

Just as the tension seemed unbearable, Zhang Wei stepped in, demonstrating a surprising level of composure given the circumstances.

He gently took Lin Ruoxi’s hand, offering her an unspoken reassurance.

His gesture was a lifeline in the chaotic sea of embarrassment and confusion.

Leading her away from the group, he guided her to the Range Rover parked above on the bridge.

There, in the relative privacy of the backseat, they found a relief from the prying eyes and the barrage of silent questions.

As Zhang Wei and Lin Ruoxi settled into the backseat of the Range Rover, Chen Yulan leaned in slightly from the co-pilot seat, her eyes a mix of concern and curiosity.

“Are you both alright?” she asked gently, her voice a soothing balm to the awkward tension.

Zhang Wei let out a chuckle, “We’re fine, Ruoxi is just a bit embarrassed, I guess. I didn’t knew she has a habbit for acting.”

Lin Ruoxi, still red-faced but managing a small smile, added weakly, “I never want to step foot under that bridge again.”

Chen Yulan’s confusion was evident in her blinking eyes. “Acting? Bridge? What are you two talking about?” she asked, trying to piece together the odd puzzle.

Zhang Wei, with a dismissive wave of his hand, replied, “Don’t mind the details.” His attempt to brush off the subject hinted at a desire to move past the awkwardness.

At that moment, Chen Dong slid into the driver’s seat of the Land Rover with a heavy sigh, signaling his readiness to leave the night’s drama behind. He started the car, a silent signal that the discussion was over, and they were heading home.

His eyes flicked occasionally to the rearview mirror, where he caught glimpses of Lin Ruoxi sitting unusually close to Zhang Wei, even leaning on him.

‘Her as well?’ Chen Dong couldn’t help but feel a surge of bewildered frustration, his mind racing with thoughts. ‘Is every woman that came with us tonight connected to him in some way?’

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