Transmigrating as the Villain Father, Forcing the Protagonist's Mother to Have Children-Chapter 155

Chapter 155

Yan Wumei’s face was icy.

An oppressive aura of authority bore down on Luo Yan.

Luo Yan’s eyes burned with resentment.

His fists clenched tightly.

Yan Wumei’s imposing demeanor had no effect on him.

What angered Luo Yan was that Yan Wumei was defending a man who had taken advantage of her.

You can know a person’s face, but not their heart.

The first time he had come here with Yan Wumei, this man had acted polite and courteous.

His daughters were stunningly beautiful.

And all the rumors about Xu Hao were full of praise.

Luo Yan had genuinely believed he was a decent man.

But now, he saw the truth—a shameless opportunist.

“I told you to get out. Are you deaf?”

“And what’s with that look in your eyes? I already said Director Xu was teaching me—”

Yan Wumei was losing patience.

Seeing Luo Yan’s hostility toward Xu Hao, she felt a pang of guilt.

Xu Hao was only being misunderstood because of her.

Even if his teaching method was… unconventional, the results spoke for themselves.

After that earlier lesson, she could already feel herself on the verge of a breakthrough.

Besides—

Even if something had happened between her and Xu Hao, what business was it of Luo Yan’s?

Why was he acting like he had some claim over her?

She had already disliked Luo Yan, but now her disgust for him grew even stronger.

Xu Hao remained unfazed as Luo Yan’s murderous aura surged toward him.

Six months ago, he might have been wary.

But even then, if Luo Yan had dared to cause trouble, Xu Hao had the connections to ruin him.

Now? He had even less to worry about.

Tch. This protagonist has quite the temper.

It was true what they said—

The stronger you are, the more you can do as you please.

He was far bolder than Zheng Feifan had ever been.

Just seeing him interact with the female lead was enough to provoke Luo Yan into trying to intimidate him.

Back then, even when Zheng Feifan knew Xu Hao was his father’s killer, he had waited for evidence before making a move.

This guy has zero respect for the law.

Seeing that Xu Hao remained completely unshaken despite his murderous intent—

Luo Yan stiffened.

This man’s strength was at least at the Hua Jin level.

Possibly even Hua Jin mid-stage, just like him.

This was the first time since returning to the city that he had met someone of the same cultivation level.

Strange.

Six months ago, when he had visited, he had seen Xu Hao and Yan Wumei spar.

Back then, Xu Hao had only been at the An Jin initial stage.

How had he improved so much in such a short time?

Was he hiding his true strength all along?

Luo Yan’s thoughts raced.

He barely registered Yan Wumei’s words.

Yan Wumei grew furious.

She turned, grabbed Xu Hao’s hand, and nestled into his embrace, letting him guide her movements as he resumed the “lesson.”

She had always been hot-tempered.

Luo Yan’s attitude—acting like he had some right over her—irritated her beyond belief.

Fine.

You’re so angry about me holding hands with Xu Hao?

Then stay mad.

As for whether her actions would provoke Luo Yan’s hatred toward Xu Hao—

She didn’t care.

Luo Yan was just a waiter at her nightclub.

Compared to Xu Hao—a billionaire tycoon whose strength surpassed even hers—

What could Luo Yan’s hatred possibly do?

Of course, if she had known Luo Yan’s true power, she wouldn’t have been so dismissive.

“Director Xu, ignore him. Let’s continue.”

“Alright. You need to move like this… and like that…”

Xu Hao guided her hands while giving verbal instructions.

Occasionally, his hands wandered—brushing her waist, grazing her thigh.

Under this kind of “teaching method,” and with an outsider watching—

Yan Wumei’s usually seductive face flushed as red as an apple.

[Ding… Yan Wumei is flustered. Emotional Value +888…]

To further provoke the protagonist, Xu Hao shot Luo Yan a taunting glance.

A mocking smirk played on his lips.

His gaze seemed to say—

This is the woman you like?

Heh… In front of me, she’s just a plaything.

Luo Yan’s lungs burned with rage.

His eyes turned bloodshot, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles cracked.

Killing intent radiated uncontrollably from him.

The floor beneath his feet cracked like a spiderweb.

This is too much.

He had already warned Xu Hao—

Yan Wumei was the woman he had his eyes on.

He had made it clear that Xu Hao should back off.

But what did Xu Hao do?

Not only did he ignore the warning, but he also shamelessly flirted with Yan Wumei right in front of him.

Watching Xu Hao’s hands roam freely under the pretense of “correcting her stance”—

Seeing Yan Wumei pressed flush against him, her face showing a shyness Luo Yan had never seen before—

Goddammit—

Luo Yan’s heart twisted painfully.

He knew why Yan Wumei was doing this.

She’s trying to provoke me.

Luo Yan forced his fists to unclench.

He turned and strode toward the door.

If he stayed any longer, Xu Hao might escalate—and Yan Wumei wouldn’t stop him.

If the two of them actually developed feelings, that would be the worst outcome.

It wasn’t that Luo Yan hadn’t considered attacking Xu Hao to teach him a lesson.

But a battle between Hua Jin experts would be too destructive.

He was afraid of accidentally hurting Yan Wumei.

And worse—what if Xu Hao, this despicable coward, used Yan Wumei as a human shield?

Luo Yan had seen through Xu Hao’s true nature now.

A two-faced, scheming villain who hid behind a righteous facade.

He was absolutely the type to pull such a stunt.

Xu Hao will pay for this—but not now.

“Don’t let me catch you alone.”

Luo Yan cast one last icy glare into the room before leaving.

[Ding… Luo Yan is furious. Emotional Value +889…]

The protagonist had left.

But the Emotional Value kept rolling in.

Xu Hao was pleased.

Seeing Yan Wumei—a woman known for her boldness—now blushing like a shy girl—

His lips curved upward.

Considering Yan Wumei’s personality, Xu Hao decided to speed things up.

Unlike younger, more inexperienced women, Yan Wumei had spent years navigating the underworld.

She had built the Red Rose empire from the ground up.

Her tolerance for intimacy was higher.

When he had pursued Xiao Wanling, he had taken it slow—building affection step by step before testing boundaries.

He didn’t want to scare the innocent girl off.

But with Yan Wumei?

No need for such caution.

Soon, Yan Wumei noticed something… unusual.

Her entire body trembled slightly.

Her mind reeled.

“Oh my god… How is this even possible?”

Xu Hao’s deep, magnetic voice whispered in her ear—

“Apologies, Miss Yan. You’re just too captivating…”

Yan Wumei’s expression went blank.

Her mind screamed—

She knew it! She knew it!

In such an intimate position, no normal man could stay unaffected.

Which made her think of Xu Hao’s daughters.

Had he reacted like this during their “lessons” too?

The mental image was… something else.

But she quickly reassured herself.

At least Xu Hao wasn’t crossing any lines.

He still had self-control.

The real question was—could his daughters control themselves around him?

If something did happen… now that would be entertaining.

Lost in thought, Yan Wumei barely registered Xu Hao’s continued guidance.

When he finally released her—

Her mind was still a mess.

Not only had she learned nothing—

Even her earlier breakthrough epiphany had vanished.

“Miss Yan, did you get it?”

More like ruined it.

Yan Wumei smiled bitterly.

Had she been overthinking things?

Xu Feiyan and her sisters were Xu Hao’s biological daughters.

Maybe he didn’t react around them.

After all, what kind of father would have those kinds of thoughts about his own daughters?

“I’ll have to ask Xu Feiyan later if there’s really…”

“Thank you for the guidance, Director Xu. I suppose my talent is too lacking to grasp it…”

“That’s not a problem.”

Yan Wumei blinked in confusion.

How was it not a problem when she hadn’t learned anything?

Then Xu Hao spoke again.

“Have a lollipop.”

Yan Wumei’s expression darkened.

She took a step back, putting distance between them.

Her voice turned frosty.

“Director Xu, please behave yourself.”

Hm?

Xu Hao opened his palm, revealing an actual lollipop.

He looked at her, puzzled.

Swish—

Yan Wumei froze.

Oh.

She had misunderstood.

Xu Hao really meant just a lollipop.

She thought he was…

Well, it wasn’t an unreasonable assumption.

They were adults—innuendos were practically second nature.

This is so awkward.

She wished the ground would swallow her whole.

Her icy demeanor cracked, replaced by an embarrassed yet polite smile.

“Ah… Director Xu, my apologies. I misread the situation.”

She glanced at the lollipop in his hand and hesitated.

“I… don’t eat lollipops.”

Was he treating her like a child?

She was thirty, not three.

“Eat it. It’ll help your comprehension.”

Amusement flickered in Xu Hao’s eyes as he held it out.

Yan Wumei almost refused again—until she caught the implication in his words.

Wait.

She recalled how Xu Feiyan and the others had suddenly grasped techniques after eating his candy.

Was there something special about this lollipop?

Suspicious but intrigued, she took it.

Under Xu Hao’s expectant gaze, she unwrapped it and popped it into her mouth.

—!

Her eyes widened.

So sweet.

It was the most delicious thing she’d ever tasted.

Xu Hao’s voice broke her reverie.

“Now, do you remember what I taught you earlier?”

She opened her mouth to admit she’d zoned out—

But before she could speak, the sensations from their “lesson” flooded her mind.

What?

Dazed, she closed her eyes, mentally retracing the movements.

A few moments later—

Boom!

A surge of energy erupted from her.

She had broken through to An Jin late stage!

Yan Wumei stared at her hands in shock.

How?

She’d been stuck at this bottleneck for years.

And now… a lollipop had done it?

She examined the candy, half-convinced she was dreaming.

No wonder Xu Feiyan advanced so fast.

If Xu Hao fed them these daily, breakthroughs were inevitable.

“Congratulations, Miss Yan.”

Xu Hao’s voice snapped her back to reality.

Flushing, she bowed slightly.

“Thank you, Director Xu.”

Guilt pricked at her.

She’d actually believed Luo Yan’s nonsense—that Xu Hao was just exploiting her under the guise of teaching.

But now she understood.

The physical guidance imprinted muscle memory.

The lollipop activated it.

He designed this for his daughters.

“You’ve absorbed enough for today,” Xu Hao said smoothly.

“If you’re interested, we can continue another time. I have insights on certain fist techniques…”

He dangled the prospect, then gestured to a lakeside pavilion.

“Join me for tea?”

Yan Wumei agreed.

As they walked over, she noticed two stunning women already there—Xu Hao’s wife, Su Wanqiu, and his daughter’s best friend, Xiao Wanling.

“Having fun?” Xu Hao teased.

Both women brightened at his arrival—though Su Wanqiu shot him a look.

“Really? Her too?”

Her gaze flicked to Xiao Wanling, then back to Yan Wumei.

First my daughter’s best friend, now her mentor?

But she just sighed inwardly.

Pregnant and utterly devoted, she’d long surrendered to Xu Hao’s whims.

If he wanted to collect women, she’d help.

After introductions, Yan Wumei sipped the tea Xiao Wanling poured—

And nearly gasped.

Heavenly.

“Miss Xiao, your tea ceremony is exquisite!” she praised. “It’s like tasting spring itself. Might I learn from you?”

Xiao Wanling smiled modestly.

“You’re flattering the wrong person. He’s the true master.”

She nodded toward Xu Hao.

“I only picked up scraps from him.”

Yan Wumei nearly choked.

This was “scraps”?

How skilled was Xu Hao really?

Her curiosity burned hotter.

———

Dinner passed pleasantly.

Su Wanqiu insisted Yan Wumei stay, delaying her departure until late.

Meanwhile, outside the villa—

Luo Yan paced furiously, stomach growling.

He’d skipped meals, unwilling to leave Yan Wumei alone with that bastard.

When he sensed her breakthrough, his face twisted.

Damn it!

Xu Hao’s “teaching” had worked?

Now she’d keep coming back.

———

Nightfall. Xu Hongzhuang’s room.

“Hongzhuang?”

Xiao Wanling whispered, checking if her best friend was asleep.

Once certain, she slipped out silently.

The moment the door clicked shut—

Xu Hongzhuang’s eyes snapped open.

Again.

She’d noticed Xiao Wanling sneaking out multiple nights.

Tonight, she’d follow.

Creeping through the shadows, she trailed her friend—

Only to freeze in horror as Xiao Wanling tiptoed into…

Xu Hao’s bedroom.

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