Transmigrating as the Villain Father, Forcing the Protagonist's Mother to Have Children-Chapter 154

Chapter 154

Xu Hao returned home in the afternoon.

As soon as he reached the entrance, he spotted the protagonist, Luo Yan, loitering near the gate, looking bored.

He had already received reports at the company—Yan Wumei had come to the villa.

So the protagonist showing up here was no surprise.

Xu Hao’s gaze sharpened.

But seeing that Luo Yan was merely waiting outside and not sneaking around peeping into the villa, he decided to ignore him.

If this protagonist had been the perverted, opportunistic type, Xu Hao wouldn’t have hesitated to eliminate him on the spot.

Half a year ago, when he first discovered Luo Yan, Xu Hao had been cautious.

But now?

If this protagonist dared cause trouble in front of him, he’d just flick an electric sphere at him without a second thought.

Since Luo Yan was behaving himself…

Perfect. Time to reap some benefits.

As he pondered, Bai Ling drove the car into the villa.

The moment Xu Hao stepped out, a flock of chattering daughters surrounded him.

Hearing one of them ask for tanghulu, he magically produced a handful of lollipops from his personal space.

Both the tanghulu and lollipops came from the system—each with special buffs.

The tanghulu enhanced memory, while the lollipops boosted comprehension.

Thanks to these snacks, his daughters had improved at an astonishing rate.

Xu Feiyan’s rapid breakthrough to the Dark Force stage wasn’t just due to the Marrow-Cleansing Pill—these candies played a big part too.

Seeing the ordinary-looking lollipops in Xu Hao’s hand, none of the girls complained. They happily took one each.

Every candy Xu Hao brought home was delicious.

As the girls in their costumes unwrapped the lollipops and started sucking on them, Yan Wumei stood frozen in disbelief.

Seriously? How old are you all?

Even the youngest was about to graduate from university.

You’re grown women—can’t you act a little more refined?

Since when is a lollipop this fascinating?

Her gaze landed on Xu Hongzhuang—the “Goddess of Music”—currently dressed in a maid outfit.

Xu Hongzhuang’s influence extended far beyond the entertainment industry.

People in all fields knew her.

Not only was she a musical legend, but she also headed a near-billion-dollar corporation.

Yan Wumei herself loved Xu Hongzhuang’s music and piano pieces.

One reason for her visit today was to see Xu Feiyan—the other was to meet this superstar.

But now…

Her persona has completely collapsed.

And Yan Wumei wasn’t even a hardcore fan.

If the diehards saw their idol like this, they’d literally explode.

Shaking off her shock, she turned her attention to Xu Hao.

This man was an enigma.

Something about him drew her in, compelling her to unravel his mysteries.

After half a year, Xu Hao’s aura had become completely restrained—almost like an ordinary person.

Yet his transcendent demeanor made it clear he was anything but.

In just six months, he had expanded the Xu Corporation from billions to tens of billions in market value.

His business acumen and foresight were beyond comprehension.

But what impressed Yan Wumei most was how he’d spent billions acquiring an entertainment company—then handed it over to his daughter without hesitation.

That unconditional trust had moved her deeply.

After sending his daughters away, Xu Hao finally “noticed” Yan Wumei, feigning surprise.

“Miss Yan, it’s been a while.”

Half a year ago, he’d been cautious around her, wary of the protagonist.

Now, with his strength vastly improved, he spoke casually.

Perfect timing.

Back then, Yan Wumei had abruptly left after a phone call and never returned.

But Xu Hao’s intelligence network, Wuxiang, had kept tabs on her.

Before leveling up, he hadn’t pursued her—afraid of clashing with Luo Yan.

By the time he reached the Transformation Force stage, he’d been busy with other female leads and pregnancies.

Now that she’d delivered herself to his doorstep…

Convenient.

“I see you on TV every day, CEO Xu.”

Yan Wumei’s voice was velvety, dripping with allure.

Then her tone turned accusatory.

“You lied to me.”

Xu Hao raised a brow.

“Oh? How so?”

“Half a year ago, you could’ve easily beaten me—but you deliberately showed a weakness to let me win.”

She batted her lashes, her gaze liquid temptation.

“That match? I was genuinely outplayed. No letting you win.”

Xu Hao shook his head.

“You’re still lying. I just sparred with Feiyan—she crushed me, and she’s only early Dark Force.”

“Back then, you were definitely stronger than her.”

This female lead truly lived up to her “fox spirit” reputation.

Every movement oozed seduction.

Most men would’ve folded under her pouty accusations.

But Xu Hao wasn’t most men.

He smoothly shifted topics.

“Did you come to see Feiyan again?”

“No…”

Yan Wumei’s eyes gleamed.

“I came specifically for you, CEO Xu.”

Xu Hao pretended surprise.

“You trained Feiyan to this level in half a year. Could you… teach me too? I’ll pay tuition.”

She shot him a smoldering look—deliberately provocative.

She knew Xu Hao’s character.

With his daughters and wife, Su Wanqiu, around, he wouldn’t dare act on her teasing.

That’s why she dared flirt so brazenly.

If she knew she was his target…

She’d never have played with fire like this.

“Hmph… fox spirit…”

Xu Huayi, happily sucking her lollipop, shot Yan Wumei a glare.

She still held a grudge over Yan Wumei’s punch at Xu Hao months ago.

“Tuition?”

Xu Hao’s gaze briefly swept over Yan Wumei’s curves.

No denying it—this female lead was lethal.

No wonder they called her a vixen.

“I don’t mind. I teach these brats when I’m free—discussing martial arts doesn’t take long.”

He first agreed readily, then feigned hesitation.

“But… would that be appropriate?”

Yan Wumei brightened.

She’d worried he’d refuse, hence the flirting.

Yet he’d agreed so easily!

After sparring with Xu Feiyan, she’d glimpsed a path past her bottleneck.

With Xu Hao, that feeling intensified.

A few lessons, and she’d surely break through.

“Of course it’s appropriate! You can teach your daughters first—I’ll wait my turn.”

Hearing this, Xu Hongzhuang and Xu Shiqing’s hostile gazes softened.

The sisters were already competing fiercely.

If this vixen joined the fray, they’d have no idea what costumes to wear next.

At least she knows her place.

Since Yan Wumei was Xu Feiyan’s friend and Xu Hao adored Su Wanqiu, they didn’t worry about anything inappropriate happening.

“That’s not the issue…”

Xu Hao waved a hand.

“Teaching involves physical corrections. I’m concerned you might be uncomfortable with that.”

Yan Wumei paused.

He had a point.

If her form was off, he’d have to adjust her posture—inevitably touching her.

Despite her flirtatious demeanor, she’d never actually been intimate with a man.

In battle, she always wore weaponized gloves.

To break through her bottleneck quickly and shake off the two rival factions, Yan Wumei steeled herself.

“It’s fine. Physical contact during training is normal. I don’t mind...”

“As long as CEO Xu doesn’t find it a waste of time.”

Xu Hao smiled.

Good. She walked right into it.

Now, when the time came, she’d have no grounds to complain.

“Since Miss Yan has no objections, let’s begin.”

Yan Wumei blinked.

Wait, now?

Aren’t you supposed to teach your daughters first?

Xu Shiqing, Xu Huayi, and the other sisters immediately panicked.

They’d dressed up meticulously today, hoping to monopolize Xu Hao’s teaching time.

Now this vixen had cut in line.

No way were they letting that slide.

“Daddy, you can’t favor her just because she’s stacked!”

“Yeah! Look how cute I am today—how could you abandon me?”

“Don’t listen to that fox spirit!”

The girls erupted in protest.

Xu Hao raised a hand, silencing them.

“Alright, what did you want to ask me?”

“I had a question about this song...”

Xu Hongzhuang stepped forward, holding a sheet of lyrics—then froze mid-sentence.

The parts she hadn’t understood before now clicked into place in her mind.

“Daddy, never mind! I’ve got it!”

She hurried off to practice alone.

The other sisters stared, baffled.

But when they mentally reviewed their own questions, solutions materialized in their heads.

A second later—

Whoosh!

They all scattered.

Yan Wumei gaped.

Xu Hao chuckled. “Shall we begin?”

“Y-yes...”

Still dazed, she studied him with curiosity.

How had he trained Xu Feiyan to such heights in half a year?

Then—

To her confusion, Xu Hao moved behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and clasped her hands.

Buzz...

Yan Wumei’s mind short-circuited.

Despite her bold persona and flirtatious jokes, she was still untouched.

This was her first time being held by a man.

His masculine scent enveloped her.

Her heartbeat spiraled out of control.

A storm of emotions raged inside her.

By normal standards, this counted as outright molestation.

If any other man tried this, she’d have castrated him on the spot.

But with Xu Hao...

She’d walked into this herself.

He had warned her about physical contact.

She just hadn’t expected this level of “hands-on” teaching.

If this is how he instructs his daughters...

With their stunning looks and those outfits...

How has nothing happened yet?

Her imagination ran wild.

[Ding… Yan Wumei flustered, Emotional Value +666…][Ding… Yan Wumei panicking, Emotional Value +777…]

Her thoughts shattered as Xu Hao began moving her hands, guiding her through techniques.

A surge of energy flowed from his touch, demonstrating the proper force application.

Despite her discomfort, Yan Wumei couldn’t deny the tangible improvement.

“First fists, then joints, then legs...”

Though acutely aware of his hands adjusting her posture, the results were undeniable.

Just as she lost herself in the training, a roar split the air.

“STOP!”

A figure materialized before them like a ghost.

Luo Yan swung at Xu Hao.

Yan Wumei snapped out of her daze, eyes flashing cold.

“What do you think you’re doing?!”

Luo Yan’s furious expression faltered.

He’d been waiting obediently outside, adhering to his principles.

A gentleman pursued women properly—no peeping, no underhanded tactics.

With his strength and charm, winning women over came easily.

In the underworld, they’d always flocked to him.

So when Yan Wumei told him to wait, he complied.

Until he sensed her erratic aura moments ago.

Concerned, he’d scaled the wall for a look—

And nearly exploded on the spot.

There was Yan Wumei—his woman—nestled in another man’s arms, her face flushed.

His killing intent erupted uncontrollably.

“I said, what are you doing?!” Yan Wumei demanded.

Luo Yan barely restrained his rage, glaring at Xu Hao, who still hadn’t released her.

“He—he’s taking advantage of you!”

He wanted to scream assault, but the scene was too ambiguous.

If not for their intact clothing, he’d have assumed far worse.

Humiliation burned through Yan Wumei.

Being seen like this—a queen in such a compromising position—

Her cheeks burned.

[Ding… Luo Yan’s fury intensifies, Emotional Value +444…]

Xu Hao finally “noticed” the situation and released her.

“Young man, you’ve misunderstood. We were just training.”

“Exactly,” Yan Wumei said coldly. “CEO Xu was teaching me martial arts.”

Luo Yan wanted to vomit blood.

Training?!

Since when does training involve groping?!

And yet Yan Wumei believed this farce!

“I told you not to come in. Get out. This isn’t where you belong.”

Her tone could freeze hell.

She’d softened toward him after he helped expose a frame-up at her nightclub.

But now?

That goodwill evaporated.

This villa was full of beautiful women.

What was he doing here?

The implications were obvious.

If Luo Yan heard her thoughts, he’d hemorrhage on the spot.

He hadn’t barged in—he’d only looked because he sensed her distress!

“CEO Xu, ignore him. Let’s continue.”

Then—under Luo Yan’s disbelieving stare—

Yan Wumei pulled Xu Hao’s hands back around herself and resumed the “lesson.”

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