Transmigrating as the Villain Father, Forcing the Protagonist's Mother to Have Children-Chapter 66

Chapter 66

Zheng Feifan shook his head.

He had just returned from abroad—how would he know?

He was completely unaware of his family’s situation.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

Uncle Xu was a close friend of his father’s, so he should know something.

“I just got back from abroad. Uncle Xu, since you and my dad are close, do you know anything about his social connections?”

Xu Hao pretended to think seriously before sighing.

“Brother Zheng is a great man with a keen eye for investments. He believes in harmony and rarely has conflicts with others…”

Then, he changed the subject.

“But if you insist on talking about conflicts, there is one incident I know of. Though, I wouldn’t say it led to a grudge.”

Xu Hao shook his head again.

“What happened?” Zheng Feifan couldn’t help but ask.

“There was one time when I was having tea with Brother Zheng. He casually mentioned something…”

“He seemed to have uncovered some secret about the chairman of Zhao Media. When I asked him what it was, he didn’t say, only mentioning that knowing it was dangerous.”

“After realizing the risk, he quickly sold off all his Zhao Media shares to avoid getting caught in the crossfire.”

“But… so many years have passed. It probably wasn’t them who made a move, right?”

What’s the highest level of deception?

Mixing nine truths with one lie.

Most of what he said was true.

Zheng Xuelin did own Zhao Media shares once and sold them for a huge profit.

He did discover a secret and feared retaliation.

However, the real secret he discovered was about himself.

And the person he feared was also himself.

Xu Hao simply shifted the blame onto Zhao Media’s chairman.

After all, no one could verify a private conversation over tea with Zheng Xuelin.

He didn’t necessarily need Zheng Feifan to believe him.

He just wanted to subtly guide his thinking.

If Zheng Feifan went after Zhao Media, he’d love to watch the chaos unfold.

If he didn’t, that was fine too.

As long as he sent Zheng Feifan on a wild goose chase, the more time he wasted investigating, the more time Xu Hao had to strengthen himself.

“Zhao Media?”

Zheng Feifan mulled over the name.

Suddenly, he remembered—wasn’t Xu Hao currently cozying up to Zhao Media for the sake of his daughter?

Having spent years in the underworld, Zheng Feifan wouldn’t blindly believe everything he heard.

He would investigate and verify the truth himself.

Inside the Xu Family Mansion

As the two men walked and talked, the atmosphere remained pleasant.

Upon stepping inside, Zheng Feifan couldn’t help but marvel at the lavishness of the Xu family’s villa.

The home of a billionaire was truly extravagant.

Maybe one day, he’d get himself a villa like this.

A melodious piano tune drifted from the study.

Xu Hao seized the moment to say,

“Looks like the two girls are practicing piano together. We, as grown men, shouldn’t interrupt their fun.”

He had no intention of inviting Zheng Feifan inside—just letting him take a walk around the courtyard.

“Speaking of which, I should thank you for sending Wanling over. With such a good friend by her side, my daughter Hongzhuang’s mood has improved a little.”

Xu Hao sighed meaningfully.

Zheng Feifan frowned. “I heard that Zhao Media blacklisted Xu Hongzhuang. Did it really affect her that much?”

“Affect her? It devastated her.”

“Hongzhuang has dreamed of becoming a superstar since she was a child. She’s poured in endless effort and dedication…”

Zheng Feifan nodded.

Her piano skills were proof of her hard work.

“She had a breakthrough moment, an inspiration struck, and after one performance at the concert hall, she skyrocketed to fame overnight.”

“Her lifelong dream finally came true… only for Zhao Media to crush it with a blacklist.”

“The moment she tasted success, it was ripped away from her.”

Zheng Feifan could imagine the pain.

After working hard for over a decade, reaching the top, and then being thrown into the abyss—it was a suffering no words could describe.

“These past few days, Hongzhuang hasn’t been eating or drinking properly. She locks herself in her room all day, losing weight at an alarming rate.”

“When I saw her, she had dark circles under her eyes, her expression lifeless, her energy completely drained.”

“At that moment, I swore—I would get justice for her.”

Of course, all of this was pure fabrication.

But Xu Hao’s performance was flawless, his sorrow seemingly genuine.

Zheng Feifan, drawn in, began to feel deep resentment toward the rich heir who blacklisted Xu Hongzhuang.

If that person were standing in front of him now, he would have beaten him to a pulp.

Scum like that didn’t deserve to live.

“Uncle Xu, why not solve this at the root? Just pressure the rich heir who blacklisted her—force him to lift the ban and make him apologize.”

Zheng Feifan frowned in confusion.

“I thought about that and even tried negotiating with him, but he ruthlessly refused.”

“If he wants a fight, then we’ll fight. The Xu Group isn’t afraid of him.”

“If he wants to go after my daughter, he’ll have to step over my dead body first.”

Xu Hao clenched his fist, his voice filled with righteous determination.

But in reality—

He never intended to make peace.

He had deliberately sent his secretary, Li Kun, to provoke the situation, ensuring they became sworn enemies.

Seeing Xu Hao’s unwavering resolve for his daughter, Zheng Feifan was moved.

After hesitating for a moment, he said,

“I might have a way…”

“What?”

Xu Hao turned abruptly, eyes locked onto him like he had just found his savior.

“Feifan, do you really have a way to restore Hongzhuang’s confidence?”

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“If you can truly help her escape this situation, I’ll give you ten million—no, forget that, I’ll give you a hundred million in a month!”

“Whatever other conditions you have, just name them. No matter what, I’ll agree!”

Xu Hao’s face was full of excitement, his eyes filled with desperate hope.

“Uh...”

Zheng Feifan was dumbfounded.

He had only wanted to make a suggestion—how did it suddenly turn into him agreeing to help?

But when he heard Xu Hao’s offer, his heart skipped a beat.

One billion—that was a real goal.

For his daughter, Xu Hao was willing to give up that much. His love for her was undeniable.

Zheng Feifan thought of Xu Hongzhuang, whom he had met that night—noble, elegant, and breathtakingly beautiful.

The idea that such a stunning woman might fall from grace unsettled him.

A sense of pity and protectiveness welled up inside him...

If he helped Xu Hongzhuang solve this problem, wouldn’t she be deeply grateful to him?

Then he remembered Xu Hao’s promise—whatever he wanted, Xu Hao was willing to give.

Zheng Feifan’s heartbeat quickened.

Not only could he win the beauty’s heart, but he could also secure a billion in reward. That was an absolute bargain...

He wasn’t the type to help others out of sheer goodwill.

But if there was a reward, that changed everything.

After all, he was a mercenary—this was just his old line of work.

Finally, Zheng Feifan nodded and said,

“The reward doesn’t really matter. Uncle Xu, you’re too kind. You’re helping me investigate my father’s death. Since Hongzhuang is your daughter, it’s only right that I help her.”

He agreed but still remained polite.

If he really handled this well, would Xu Hao hesitate to give him the money?

The answer was obvious.

Give the protagonist a billion?

Then let him use that money against himself?

What was he thinking?

This was nothing more than an empty promise from Xu Hao.

Based on the protagonist’s personality, Xu Hao already knew exactly what he would do.

He would go threaten Zhao Lei and force him to lift the ban.

Xu Hao had looked into Zhao Lei—he was arrogant and had never bowed his head to anyone.

Just because Xu Hongzhuang rejected his confession and embarrassed him, he dared to take on the hundred-billion-dollar Xu Corporation.

It was clear how conceited he was.

Watching the protagonist try to force him to back down? That would be a great show.

Even if the protagonist didn’t act, it didn’t matter.

Xu Hao had already misled him.

The longer it took for Zheng Feifan to find out the truth, the more time Xu Hao had to grow stronger...

“That would be a great help, Feifan. If you run into trouble, just come to me. I’ll fully support you.”

Xu Hao put on a grateful expression, patted his shoulder, and righteously spewed nonsense.

“In that case, Uncle Xu, I’ll get going. I still have work to do...”

Zheng Feifan glanced toward the study where the music was coming from.

Too bad he didn’t get to see any beauties.

Chatting with an old man was boring—he might as well leave.

The sooner he handled this, the sooner he could win the beauty’s heart.

Zheng Feifan left.

Xu Hao watched his figure disappear into the distance, his gaze deep and thoughtful.

“I need to strengthen myself as soon as possible. Otherwise, dealing with a protagonist shouldn’t be this troublesome.”

Borrowing someone else’s hand, creating false leads, hiding daggers in smiles, even using the bitter-meat strategy...

He was about to use all thirty-six stratagems at this rate.

Inside the study—

“Stop, stop! What are you even playing? Didn’t I just teach you?”

“It should be played like this… Where are you even going with that?”

Xiao Wanling had been enchanted by how beautifully Xu Hongzhuang played and wanted to try it herself.

Since she didn’t know how to play, she asked her best friend to teach her.

Xu Hongzhuang explained it once, but she didn’t remember.

The sounds she produced were absolutely grating.

Xu Hongzhuang couldn’t take it anymore and tried to pull her off the piano.

Some people charge for playing the piano.

Some friends playing the piano? That’s a death sentence.

Xiao Wanling clung to the piano, clearly not ready to stop, pouting.

“Why didn’t I learn it? Maybe you didn’t teach me properly?”

“I didn’t put in effort?”

Xu Hongzhuang found that funny.

“I explained every single key and its sound to you, didn’t I?”

“I’m a total beginner! You explained so many technical terms—how was I supposed to understand?”

Xiao Wanling shook her head, a mischievous glint flashing in her eyes.

“You should learn from your dad. When he teaches you, he’s afraid you won’t understand, so he guides your hands…”

Xu Hongzhuang’s grip on her loosened slightly.

The thought of Xu Hao standing behind her, holding her hands, made her blush.

She had gotten used to it over time, but now that her best friend mentioned it, she couldn’t help but feel shy.

After all, it did feel a little intimate.

But when she considered their relationship, it wasn’t a big deal.

That was her father—the person closest to her. What was the problem?

It was only people with dirty minds who saw things that way.

Like this best friend in front of her.

Who knew what was running through her head?

At that thought, Xu Hongzhuang tightened her grip.

She was determined to drag her best friend away from the piano.

“How about you guide my hands, Hongzhuang? I want to feel what it’s like.”

Xiao Wanling blinked playfully.

Xu Hongzhuang ignored her.

“If you want to know what it’s like, go ask him to teach you.”

“You said it! If I really go ask Uncle Xu to teach me, don’t get jealous later…”

Xiao Wanling’s eyes lit up, looking eager to try.

“Jealous? I’m just worried your tiny arms and legs won’t be able to handle his strength.”

Xu Hongzhuang rolled her eyes.

Then she realized what she had just said and quickly covered her mouth.

Xiao Wanling was stunned.

Then, as if she had discovered a new continent, she looked at her best friend in shock.

“You… You guys… Don’t tell me…?”

The thought of that possibility left her so shocked that she was at a loss for words.

Seeing her best friend’s reaction, Xu Hongzhuang immediately understood—she had misunderstood.

She figured she had to explain.

Otherwise, who knew what kind of wild assumptions her best friend would come up with?

“It’s not what you think. Actually, it’s him and my stepmother...”

Hearing this, Xiao Wanling patted her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

As long as it wasn’t what she had imagined, that was fine.

But then, her eyes lit up, and she nodded repeatedly, shock filling her heart.

Xu Hao seemed even more mysterious in her eyes.

Not only could he play the piano, but he could also paint and practice calligraphy.

He looked so young—was his body really just as youthful?

Unbelievable.

A fifty-year-old man… actually more vigorous than a teenager?

She had met Xu Hongzhuang’s stepmother before—a woman in her thirties, mature and full of charm.

For such an experienced woman to be unable to hold back her voice…

“Now that you mention it, I want to try even more.”

Of course, Xiao Wanling was joking.

She might act bold and say whatever came to mind in front of her best friend, but in reality, she was still an innocent girl.

In other words, all talk, no action.

When it came down to it, she would be the first to back down.

Xu Hongzhuang knew her best friend’s personality well, so she played along.

“Go ahead. I’d love to hear how loud you can get.”

“Ah! Hongzhuang, you’ve changed! Since when did you become so dirty?”

“Let me check if you’ve been replaced by someone else!”

With that, she lunged at her, and the two started playfully fighting.

After a while, they got tired and finally stopped.

Xu Hongzhuang had lost the mood to play the piano.

Feeling thirsty, they headed downstairs for something to drink.

As soon as they reached the staircase, they spotted Xu Hao sitting on the living room sofa with a tea set in front of him.

He was preparing to make tea.

Xu Hao saw them too and waved them over.

“Perfect timing. Come and try the tea I just brewed.”

Curious, the two walked over.

They each picked up a teacup from the table.

Xu Hongzhuang lifted hers and downed it in one gulp. The taste was rich and smooth, leaving her wanting more.

It was incredibly good.

Xiao Wanling, however, was different.

She had loved tea since childhood and had developed a deep appreciation for it.

If Xu Hongzhuang’s passion was the piano, then hers was tea.

To brew a cup of tea alone in quiet moments—there was nothing more relaxing.

She lifted the cup and took a small sip.

Instantly, her pupils widened in shock, her eyes filled with disbelief.

She had just tasted something profound in a simple cup of tea.

She had been feeling thirsty, craving water.

But with just one sip, it felt like she had found an oasis in a vast desert—an overwhelming sense of refreshment and joy.

Snapping back to reality, Xiao Wanling was completely stunned.

She had trained in tea brewing since childhood and considered herself on par with master tea makers.

But compared to this tea?

Forget it. There was no comparison at all.

In fact, comparing her own tea to this was an insult to this masterpiece.

Wait… this couldn’t be real, right?

Uncle Xu could brew tea? And with such exceptional skill?

Xiao Wanling’s eyes locked onto Xu Hao’s movements.

He picked up the teapot and tea leaves and officially started brewing another round.

She watched closely, curiosity surging.

Being near Xu Hao gave her a strange sense of familiarity and warmth.

His refined and composed demeanor was mesmerizing.

Even in the simple act of making tea, he maintained an air of elegance.

In fact, it only made him seem even more otherworldly.

The boiling water swirled in the teapot, fully awakening the tea’s fragrance.

The smooth stream of water flowed effortlessly over the teaware, landing gently at the bottom of the cups, creating soft ripples.

In an instant, the rich aroma of tea filled the air.

Just like Xu Hao himself—intoxicating and captivating.