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

Chapter 142

“Investment? What investment?”

Li Xiao was momentarily stunned, not quite processing the question.

“Mr. Li, you really know how to play dumb. If you don’t know, let me refresh your memory.”

“Ten days ago, Mr. Li made his first foray into the stock market, investing his entire savings of 300,000 into Haixin…”

“Coincidentally, shortly after, Haixin’s stock surged repeatedly. Then, just one day before the crash, Mr. Li shifted his funds into another stock…”

“In just over ten days, Mr. Li turned 300,000 into over 5 million.”

“Your investment foresight is impressive. I was hoping you could share some profitable tips.”

“If 300,000 can make that much, imagine what I could do with more. Faster than robbing a bank, no?”

Finally, Li Xiao understood what was happening.

He cursed inwardly.

Are you kidding me?

He had only invested 300,000—a drop in the ocean for the stock market.

Yet, someone had actually taken notice?

What the hell?

That 300,000 had been earned by his predecessor, working under Chu Xiong.

Using his knowledge of future events, he had invested in the stock market…

And the results were obvious.

Every stock he touched skyrocketed.

Now, he only regretted not having more capital.

If he had a few million, he could have built his initial funds within a month.

Sure, he’d made 5 million—but that wasn’t enough to kickstart his real plan.

Stocks were just a stepping stone.

His true path lay in industry.

A grand project that could build a trillion-dollar empire.

“You’ve got the wrong idea. It wasn’t foresight—just luck…”

Li Xiao couldn’t reveal his transmigration secret, so he played dumb.

“Heh… Seems Mr. Li isn’t cooperating. Let’s start with an appetizer, then.”

The moment the words were spoken—

Thud!

A dagger pierced through Li Xiao’s shoulder.

Hiss—

Li Xiao hadn’t even reacted before the blade went clean through.

The pain made his eyes bulge, his teeth clench, and cold sweat pour down his face.

A chill ran down his spine.

These people were ruthless.

No hesitation—just straight to stabbing.

“Mr. Li, ready to talk now? We just want to make money. No hard feelings.”

“But if you refuse to cooperate… well, don’t blame us.”

Li Xiao felt his back go cold.

“No hard feelings”?

If this was “no hard feelings,” why stab him without hesitation?

What terrified him more was the sensation of another blade pressing against his other shoulder.

If he stayed silent, it would plunge in next.

Should he talk?

If he did, how would he explain where he got the information?

What if they found out he was a transmigrator?

Wouldn’t they dissect him for research?

Gritting his teeth, he forced out:

“I really don’t—”

Thud!

Another dagger stabbed into his other shoulder before he could finish.

Li Xiao’s entire body trembled from the pain.

His back was drenched in sweat, blood gushing from the wounds.

If he hadn’t clenched his jaw, he would’ve screamed.

“What the hell do you want? Just kill me if you dare!” he finally roared.

“Killing you isn’t the goal. We just want to make money.”

“But if you keep refusing, we’ll torture you until death.”

“Don’t worry—before you die, you’ll experience true hell.”

The thug’s voice was ice-cold.

Li Xiao’s vision blurred.

Two stab wounds were already unbearable for him.

But to these thugs, it was nothing.

The real torture was yet to come.

In his past life, Li Xiao had been an overworked office drone.

After transmigrating, he was just a small-time hoodlum.

How could he endure this?

“Y-You want money? I’ll give you everything I have!” His voice shook.

“No, no, no…” The thug shook his head.

“Your petty cash means nothing. We want your money-making secrets.”

Li Xiao fell silent.

Then—

He froze in horror as a blade traced over his fingers, as if ready to slice one off at any moment.

“Mr. Li, made up your mind? We’re on a tight schedule.”

“If you need more time, we’ll move to the next stage…”

Li Xiao’s entire body trembled uncontrollably.

His mind was in turmoil.

Then the thug spoke again.

“Li Xiao, male, 20, resident of… Oh, right—your house was recently demolished, and you moved to a villa, didn’t you?”

“You have an older sister and parents. Parents are healthy… Hmm, your sister’s quite pretty.”

“If you still refuse to cooperate, we’ll have to invite them here for a family reunion…”

A blatant threat.

Yet, strangely, Li Xiao relaxed.

He gave in.

Given how ruthless these people were, if his family were brought here, the consequences would be unthinkable.

In truth, this was just an excuse for himself.

As the blade left his fingers, Li Xiao slumped in the chair like a ragdoll, gasping for air.

Then, he began revealing every investment tip he remembered…

Someone nearby took notes.

“Finished?”

After several rounds of threats, Li Xiao had spilled everything he knew about stocks.

He never wanted to relive the terror of nearly losing a finger.

Nodding weakly, he confirmed.

The thug hummed.

“With this much insider knowledge, Mr. Li must have foresight, huh?”

“Foresight? Nonsense!” Li Xiao panicked. “Just tips from a friend with connections!”

“Heh…” The thug smirked dismissively.

“Now that we’ve covered stocks, let’s discuss profitable real-world ventures.”

What the—?!

Li Xiao was floored.

It made sense they’d interrogate him about investments.

But why ask about physical industries?

Did they really think he was omniscient?

Something felt increasingly off.

It was as if they had planned this from the start—as if they knew he was a transmigrator.

Or a reincarnator?

But how?

He had never revealed anything about his origins.

Before he could think further, the blade returned to his fingers.

A cold voice whispered:

“Mr. Li, if you stay silent, we’ll start with the pinky. One finger at a time.”

“After all ten, we’ll move to hands, feet… and that fifth limb of yours.”

At the mention of such torture, Li Xiao shuddered violently.

Meanwhile—at Xu Family Villa

The family sat comfortably on the sofa, watching TV.

A soft ding came from Xu Hao’s phone.

It was a message from Bai Ling—interrogation details on the protagonist, Li Xiao.

Indeed, Li Xiao’s capture had been orchestrated by Xu Hao.

Initially, he thought Li Xiao was just a minor antagonist, a transmigrated nobody.

But upon investigation…

There was a business angle.

Li Xiao was a villainous protagonist—attacking the main lead, Zheng Feifan, while building his own empire.

Given that, he had to be at least as strong as the Chu family, if not stronger.

A modern protagonist without billions to his name? Unthinkable.

So—

Before disposing of this nearly-drained protagonist (who barely generated emotional value anymore), Xu Hao decided to squeeze out his last worth.

After skimming through Li Xiao’s stock tips, Xu Hao planned to have his experts verify them tomorrow.

Then, his eyes fell on another message—about the Chu family’s downfall earlier that day.

Zheng Feifan had stormed their gates.

Xu Hao’s lips curled.

“Trying to destroy the Chu family? Let me help you with that…”

Unlike Zheng Feifan, who only investigated the Chu family after they targeted him, Xu Hao had been eyeing their new energy electronics company from the start.

His intelligence network had dug up far more dirt than Zheng Feifan’s.

Enough evidence to send Chu Xiong to prison.

As for Chu Xiaotian, the spoiled young master?

Though he hadn’t committed major crimes, he was still a useless fool.

Easy to manipulate—and eventually eliminate.

Xu Hao had already gathered enough evidence to ruin Chu Xiong days ago.

He’d only been waiting for the right moment.

The reason for holding back?

He didn’t want suspicion falling on him.

After all, once Chu Xiong was gone, his wife, Yao Xinrui, would inherit the family business.

Xu Hao would have to interact with her frequently.

He couldn’t afford any unwanted attention.

No matter what, the refined and gentlemanly facade must not crumble…

And now—

Zheng Feifan had become the Chu family’s sworn enemy.

Xu Hao knew the opportunity had arrived.

The two sides were locked in conflict.

Zheng Feifan was already targeting the Chu family, even threatening them with evidence—this would draw attention away.

Now, Xu Hao could act freely.

Immediately, he sent Bai Ling a two-word message:

“Execute.”

Soon!!!!!

A flood of explosive headlines swept across the internet.

[Chu Group’s Billion-Dollar CEO Involved in Shady Backdoor Deals…] [Tycoon Chu Xiong Suspected of Illegal Securities Trading…] [Chu Group’s Massive Tax Evasion Scandal…]

Chu Xiong had just returned from visiting his son in the hospital.

Zheng Feifan had been far more brutal this time.

His son wouldn’t be discharged for at least ten days.

Chu Xiong’s face darkened.

Zheng Feifan had tried to kill his son.

And now, he was threatening him with corporate evidence.

If he didn’t eliminate Zheng Feifan, he’d never have peace.

Just as he was plotting his next move—

Ring… Ring… Ring…

His secretary was calling.

He answered.

“President Chu, it’s bad—”

“Compose yourself. Speak properly.”

Chu Xiong scowled, but the secretary was frantic.

“Sir, our company’s secrets have been leaked! Check the trending news!”

A cold dread shot through Chu Xiong.

He quickly pulled up the headlines.

One after another, damning reports about him and the Chu Group stared back.

His vision swam.

“Zheng! Fei! Fan!”

He spat the name through clenched teeth, his face twisted with hatred.

He should’ve acted sooner—captured and executed Zheng Feifan under some pretext.

Now, it was too late.

He’d assumed Zheng Feifan had little concrete evidence, that he could take his time.

But this?

The sheer volume and detail were staggering.

Unlike the previous rumors about the Liu family (unverified claims needing investigation), these were irrefutable proof.

Chu Xiong collapsed, his face ashen.

He was finished.

Rage burned in him.

He should’ve killed Zheng Feifan when he had the chance.

A man of his stature, brought down by a mere security guard?

Unbearable.

Zheng Feifan was lounging in bed, scrolling through the news.

Then—

He bolted upright.

Staring at the flood of Chu family exposés, his expression flickered between shock and suspicion.

He’d planned to investigate the Chu family tomorrow.

Yet before he could lift a finger—

Someone had already torn them apart.

He recognized some of the evidence—things he’d dug up himself.

His first thought? Another enemy targeting the Chus.

But something felt… off.

Like an invisible hand was orchestrating everything.

The arrests would come soon.

At best, a decade in prison. At worst? Life.

Before that, he had to secure his legacy.

His son had some training but lacked experience—the board would eat him alive.

And with his son hospitalized…

Only one person could temporarily manage the empire.

His wife—Yao Xinrui.

Her competence was undeniable.

She’d flawlessly run his subsidiary, Xiongba Electronics, with rising profits yearly.

Only one problem:

Their marriage was purely contractual.

Back then, she’d resisted. He’d forced her.

Now, he had no choice but to beg.

Maybe she’d remember the luxury he’d given her… and help.

Just temporarily.

He’d never hand the Chu fortune to an outsider.

Once his son matured, he’d gift her the electronics company as payment.

Decision made, he summoned Yao Xinrui that night.

When he told her to take over the empire, she froze.

Learning the truth, her emotions churned—relief, bitterness, even satisfaction.

Him going to prison?

Good.

Now he’d never discover her affair with Xu Hao.

“Xinrui, I know threatening you was wrong.”

“But after all these years of providing for you… please, help me this once.”

After outlining key management points, he pleaded earnestly.

Yao Xinrui stayed silent, then—

Nodded.

Not out of loyalty.

Pure self-interest.

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Ten years as his fake wife—she wouldn’t walk away empty-handed.

If she refused, he’d reclaim her electronics company.

Then she’d have nothing.

Authorities stormed the Chu estate the next morning.

Xu Hao, as if just hearing the news, rushed over.

Chu Xiong, numb with despair, saw him—and a spark of hope lit his eyes.

“Brother Xu… Xinrui is new to leading the Chu Group. She’ll need your guidance…”