Transmigrating as the Villain Father, Forcing the Protagonist’s Mother to Have Children

Chapter 74

For Wang Xueying, the night felt endless.

At one point, her mother called, asking why she hadn’t come home.

She had no choice but to lie, saying there was still unfinished work at school and that she had stayed late to work overtime.

Keeping up that serious act wasn’t easy…

Fortunately, her mother didn’t suspect anything.

Her daughter often stayed in the school dormitory for work, so it wasn’t unusual.

After reminding her to stay safe, she hung up.

Safe?

The word jolted Wang Xueying awake.

She had forgotten to take her medicine that afternoon.

Could she get pregnant?

A teacher having a baby out of wedlock…

If the school staff and students found out—and if it got exposed online…

She didn’t even dare to imagine the consequences.

Ding! Wang Xueying is feeling joyful. Emotional value +894…

By the time Wang Xueying and Xu Hao stepped out of the room, it was already the following afternoon.

Xu Hao called a trusted subordinate to escort her home.

From now on, she would stay by his side as his personal bodyguard.

Meanwhile, Xu Hao headed to a deserted alley.

“Greetings, Master.”

Eight women knelt before him.

One of them, closest to him, stood out.

Her breath was calm and controlled—there was no sign of her true strength.

But Xu Hao knew—she had already reached the Dark Force level, able to completely conceal her aura.

“Rise,” he said calmly.

His gaze settled on his new bodyguard.

“What’s your name?”

“Master, my name is Bai Ling,” she answered with no emotion.

Yet when she looked at Xu Hao, her eyes burned with undeniable devotion.

Her loyalty level had already reached 100%.

“From now on, you’ll stay by my side,” Xu Hao ordered.

Having a Dark Force expert as a personal bodyguard…

Xu Hao finally felt relieved.

Now, he wouldn’t have to constantly worry about some wannabe hero ambushing him in the streets.

When Xu Hao arrived home, he found his family gathered, their excitement evident.

“What’s going on? Why is everyone so happy?” he asked with a smile.

“Daddy, you’re back!”

Xu Huayi ran over and grabbed his arm, her face brimming with excitement.

“Third Sister just released her songs!”

As it turned out, his two younger sisters had no classes today, so they had gone to the studio with Xu Hongzhuang and Xiao Wanling to record three songs.

“Daddy, listen to Third Sister sing! Isn’t it amazing? She’s going to be famous for sure!”

Xu Huayi pulled out her phone and played the three recorded songs.

Xu Hao listened and found no issues.

In fact, his master-level musical skills had fine-tuned some flaws, making these versions even better than they were in his past life.

“Hmph… Let’s see what those haters have to say now!”

Xu Shiqing scoffed, disgusted by the online smear campaign against Xu Hongzhuang.

Xiao Wanling and Su Wanqiu were genuinely happy for her.

But Xu Hongzhuang was nervous, staring intently at the screen.

Even though her sisters loved the songs and she felt they were good, she didn’t know how the public would react.

Xu Hao smiled.

Her worries were unnecessary.

By now, his network had already started working.

If he wanted to use these songs to break the ban on Xu Hongzhuang, he had to be prepared.

This time, he wasn’t just putting on an act in front of her.

Unlike before, when he had pretended to fight against Zhao Media while actually holding back,

Now, the full force of the Xu Corporation was about to be unleashed.

The three songs shot up the trending charts across all major platforms…

Inside a multi-million-dollar company,

A tall, curvy, elegant woman walked into her office.

She exuded a noble and cold aura, her stunning features making her look like a goddess.

Handling company affairs had exhausted her.

She rubbed her temples, sat at her desk, and opened her computer.

A group chat notification popped up—“Seven Fairies of Stunning Beauty”.

Unread messages had already surpassed 99+.

Curious, she clicked in and found out—

Her third sister, Xu Hongzhuang, had just released new songs.

Everyone was discussing how amazing they sounded, saying they were bound to go viral.

She clicked on one song—“The Wind Rises.”

“The dusk hides your weary steps,

Walking toward the portrait by the bed.

In the painting, you lower your head and speak…

I still marvel at the vastness of the world,

And drown in the whispers of childhood love.

No more truth or lies, no more struggle—just laughter.

I have returned my youth to her,

Along with the summer my fingers once played.

The wind carries my heart away,

In the name of love—would you still say yes?”

As the song ended, the elegant CEO froze.

Her exhaustion vanished.

Instead, she felt a surge of renewed energy.

As if her entire being had been reignited.

She had never been in love and had no interest in relationships—her only goal was to make money.

She was Xu Hao’s eldest daughter.

And she had endured his cold indifference the most.

With Xu Hao as her role model, she never trusted any man—only herself.

If her father could build a billion-dollar empire in just a few decades, she believed she could do the same.

She swore to surpass this cold and heartless father.

So, after graduating, she turned down her professor’s recommendation for graduate school…

And resolutely stepped into the business world.

Her talent in commerce was astonishing.

With sharp instincts, she quickly spotted business opportunities and earned her first fortune.

From there, everything progressed smoothly—she launched her own company.

But the challenges only grew.

Managing hundreds of employees, dealing with competitors, and constantly searching for new opportunities…

Her life revolved around work—if she wasn’t working, she was on the way to work.

By the end of each day, exhaustion weighed heavily on her.

Yet, after listening to her third sister’s song, The Wind Rises, she felt a surge of motivation.

The “her” in the song…

Made her think of her own dreams.

No matter how difficult the journey, she had to keep going.

Inside a Research Lab

A stunning woman, equal in beauty and grace, sat in front of her computer, dressed in a lab coat.

She was carefully listening to Under the Sea, sung by her third sister, Xu Hongzhuang.

“Moonlight slips through the clouds,

Hiding from the crowd,

Scattering like fish scales across the sea.

The waves drench your white dress,

Trying to push you back.

The sea washes away the bloodstains,

Foolishly hoping to warm you.

Deep beneath the waves,

Who is crying out in sorrow?

The soul sinks into silence,

No one left to wake you.”

The oppressive atmosphere of the song, combined with the heavy vocals, sent shivers down her spine.

She was instantly pulled into the song’s despair.

“Too late, too late,

You once smiled through your tears.

Too late, too late,

Your trembling arms.

Too late, too late,

No one will fish you out.

Too late, too late,

Even though you hated suffocation.”

As the song ended, her eyes turned red—a wave of emotions crashing over her.

She felt the overwhelming helplessness.

Oppression, sorrow, grief, pain…

Even though the song left her feeling heavy, she couldn’t stop listening.

On a Remote Mountain

Here, the roads intertwined, the sounds of chickens and dogs filled the air—an isolated paradise, untouched by the outside world.

In an antique-styled room, a breathtaking beauty sat quietly.

Dressed in traditional Chinese attire, she looked like she had stepped out of ancient history.

She held her phone, closed her eyes slightly, and listened to the song Red Peking Opera.

She was Xu Hao’s fourth daughter.

From a young age, she adored classical literature and deeply respected traditional culture.

Once, she had witnessed a cultural exchange debate between Chinese and Western medicine.

Western doctors had mocked traditional Chinese medicine, dismissing it as useless.

It infuriated her.

Traditional Chinese medicine was part of her heritage, yet it was now in decline, ridiculed by the world.

That day, she made a decision—she would study medicine and revive traditional Chinese medicine.

By chance, she connected with a senior student who introduced her to a renowned master.

For the past two years, she had been studying deep in the mountains.

Her third sister had been blacklisted for rejecting a wealthy suitor, which enraged her.

She wanted nothing more than to return and help her sister.

But she wasn’t ready yet—she couldn’t leave the mountain.

Her master had told her…

Once she mastered the Taiyi Divine Needle technique, she could descend the mountain.

So, she pushed herself harder than ever.

When she saw the group chat buzzing about her third sister’s new songs, she immediately started listening.

She loved Under the Sea and The Wind Rises, but her favorite was Red Peking Opera.

The opera-style vocals and traditional theatrical elements resonated deeply with her.

She was utterly captivated.

“A play unfolds, sleeves rise and fall,

Singing of joy and sorrow, of separation and reunion—none of it mine.

The fan opens and closes, gongs and drums echo into silence,

Emotions on stage, spectators beyond—who can say what’s real?

I’ve woven my joys and sorrows into the powder and ink,

What use is an old script when only bones and ashes remain?

In this chaotic world, I watch the flames engulf the land,

Though I hold no power, I will never forget my duty to my country—

Even if no one ever knows my name.”

“The audience walks past,

Not noticing the fading colors of the past.

The performer sings on,

Their voice breaking with the sorrow of farewell.”

She immersed herself in the song’s story, feeling as if she had been transported through time.

“The word ‘love’ is hard to write; she sings it with blood as her harmony.

When the curtain rises and falls, we are all just passing guests.”

The classical beauty’s face lit up with excitement.

In this era, the entertainment industry was flooded with soft, uninspiring songs—few could stir the soul like this one.

She couldn’t help but give her third sister, Xu Hongzhuang, a like.

At the same time, she clenched her fist in triumph, feeling a weight lift off her chest.

With these three songs released, the ban on her sister would collapse on its own.

Click—

The door swung open.

A mature woman, dressed in traditional Chinese attire, entered gracefully.

Her melodious voice carried through the room.

“Qingxue, it’s time for today’s lesson. Why are you still holed up in here? Don’t you want to leave the mountain?”

“Master, you came at the perfect time! My third sister just released an incredible song—come listen!”

But it wasn’t just these three sisters…

With the full force of the Xu Corporation’s promotion, people across the country had discovered these three songs.

Once they heard them, they couldn’t stop.

“This is amazing! The Wind Rises gives me chills—I feel electrified!”

“Nah, Under the Sea is the best. Every time I listen, I cry. And the more I cry, the more I want to listen!”

“Haha… Red Peking Opera is my favorite. That opera-style singing? Unmatched!”

“Wait… does anyone know who Xu Hongzhuang is? I’ve never heard of such a talented singer before!”

“Seriously? You don’t know Xu Hongzhuang? She’s been blowing up online but got blacklisted by Zhao Media.”

“What?! They blacklisted someone this amazing? What did she do?”

“Rumor has it that the young master of Zhao Media got rejected by her, got pissed off, and threatened to blacklist her. Typical rich brat behavior.”

“Unbelievable. Let’s spread the word and pressure Zhao Media to lift the ban. If I can never hear another Xu Hongzhuang song, I swear I’ll lose it!”

Soon, countless netizens flooded social media with reposts and demands.

A nationwide petition called for Zhao Media to lift the ban.

Numerous topics trended on social media:

’ Shocking! The Youngest International Piano Virtuoso, Xu Hongzhuang, Drops Three Hit Songs—Who Says She Can’t Sing?

’ Zhao Media Unjustly Blacklists an Artist—The Public Fights Back!

’ One Song, Red Peking Opera, Revives the Ancient Opera Trend and Ushers in a New Era.

Xu Family Residence

Xu Hongzhuang stared at her computer screen, watching the back-end statistics.

Her three songs were exploding in popularity at a terrifying speed.

Then, she saw the trending topics.

The public was furious—countless people were standing up for her.

Her eyes reddened with emotion.

Her entire family was thrilled for her.

“Third Sister… you’re officially a superstar now. This year’s Best Female Singer award is yours for sure!”

“My awesome Third Sister! From now on, we’re calling you a celebrity. Congrats, your dream came true!”

“Oh my god, I have a celebrity best friend! Hongzhuang, I’m so proud of you!”

Hearing her younger sisters’ excited voices and her best friend’s praise, Xu Hongzhuang took a deep breath, trying to steady her emotions.

Then, she turned her head and blurted out—

“Dad… thank you.”

’ Ding… Xu Hongzhuang is overwhelmed with gratitude! Emotion Value +888…

’ Ding… Xu Hongzhuang is incredibly moved! Emotion Value +999…

Xu Hao smiled at her.

With his third daughter now on board, he had another constant source of emotional energy around him.

He was quite pleased.

Su Wanqiu let out a small smile, finally feeling a bit relieved.

This daughter was finally won over.

If Xu Hongzhuang had continued to resist, then she herself might have broken first.

Every night, Xu Hao used her failure to convince Xu Hongzhuang as an excuse to torment her in all kinds of ways.

Just picturing Xu Hao holding that little whip sent a shiver down her spine.

Strangely enough, why was her heart beating faster?

Could it be… that what Xu Hao said was true?

Did she actually have some kind of strange trait?

No, impossible.

She was normal.

The shameful things she had already endured were bad enough—if her daughters ever found out about this, she’d never live it down.

“Dad, you’re playing favorites! You wrote three songs for Third Sister—when will you write one for us?”

Xu Huayi suddenly spoke up.

Realizing that Xu Hongzhuang’s rise to fame was all thanks to Xu Hao, she quickly clung to his arm, shaking it playfully.

Hearing her, Xu Shiqing also fixed her gaze on Xu Hao, her eyes filled with expectation.

Even Xiao Wanling, though she remained quiet, stole a few glances at him, her expression flickering with something unspoken.

Meanwhile…

The Xu family enjoyed their warm, lively moment together.

Elsewhere…

Zheng Feifan emerged from a dark alley.

Two lifeless bodies of assassins lay inside.

Hearing the excited discussions about Xu Hongzhuang’s songs, he realized—

She had overcome Zhao Media’s ban, all because of three songs.

His expression darkened.

Xu Hao had entrusted him to resolve the blacklisting issue.

But in the end, public pressure forced Zhao Media’s higher-ups to intervene.

Zhao’s father, though reluctant, had no choice but to lift the ban.

Xu Hongzhuang was free—and now, she was a top-tier celebrity.

Zheng Feifan, however, was in deep trouble.

Not only did he fail to handle the situation as planned, but now, he had a massive target on his back.

Every day, assassins kept coming for him.

His life was a living nightmare.

His expression turned cold, his killing intent surging.

“Damn it. Whoever is behind this… I’ll make you pay in blood.”