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

Chapter 51

“Dad, you were out the whole day. I finished my painting. Can you take a look?”

Sensing the tense atmosphere, Xu Shiqing quickly changed the topic and spoke to Xu Hao.

Xu Huayi’s eyes flickered with mischief.

“Yeah, yeah! Dad, my calligraphy has improved too! Come and see who’s progressed more.”

“We even made a bet. The loser has to face a punishment…”

“What kind of punishment?”

Xu Hao couldn’t help but ask curiously.

“The loser has to wash Dad’s…”

Before Xu Huayi could finish her sentence, Xu Shiqing covered her mouth. Her face turned bright red.

Why did this little sister always blurt things out?

Couldn’t they just fulfill the bet quietly?

Now that Third Sister knew, things had gotten out of hand.

Sure enough, Xu Hongzhuang stared at her with suspicion.

These twin sisters made a bet… and the loser had to wash… what?

Hopefully, it wasn’t what she was imagining…

Xu Hao, pulled along by his twin daughters, arrived at the courtyard.

Frowning in confusion, Xu Hongzhuang followed them.

The sisters eagerly presented their works to Xu Hao.

Xu Shiqing had painted a landscape.

After just a few days of Xu Hao’s guidance, she had captured a hint of artistic charm.

Xu Huayi, on the other hand, had written five characters:

— “Harmony in the family brings prosperity.”

Each stroke was round and fluid, natural and smooth.

“Both are impressive,” Xu Hao commented.@@novelbin@@

“Don’t just say that, Dad! Who improved more?”

Xu Huayi, full of confidence in her calligraphy, urged him for a verdict.

After some thought, Xu Hao gave a fair evaluation.

“Both of you are at a similar level in your respective fields, but Huayi started learning later than Shiqing…”

He didn’t finish his sentence, but the sisters already understood the result.

“Oh yeah! Sister, I told you I won!”

“Don’t forget our bet and the punishment!”

Xu Huayi crossed her arms and laughed triumphantly, looking like a peasant who had just overturned the landlord’s rule.

Although they were twins, whether in appearance, temperament, or academic performance, they were always neck and neck.

But no matter how small, there was always a gap.

Xu Huayi was playful, while Xu Shiqing was more diligent.

That was why Xu Huayi always lagged behind her sister in various achievements.

But now… she had finally beaten her sister at something!

Hearing this, Xu Shiqing’s flushed face turned even redder.

Thinking about the punishment, she wanted to bury herself in the ground.

It was too embarrassing…

Seeing her younger sister gloating, Xu Shiqing gritted her teeth in frustration.

But there was no way around it—a bet was a bet.

Initially, Huayi’s calligraphy skills were nowhere near as good as her painting.

It was only after their father spent a day teaching them that Xu Huayi even started practicing.

Yet now, she had already caught up to this extent.

The loss wasn’t unfair…

But Xu Shiqing couldn’t figure it out.

They had studied together for the same amount of time.

Her sister was more playful and less diligent.

So how had she improved so quickly?

A shocking thought crossed her mind.

Could it be that her sister had been secretly practicing behind her back, just to amaze her?

What a scheming little sister…

Of course, that wasn’t the truth.

Only Xu Hao knew the real reason.

The reason was simple—his calligraphy had reached the divine level, while his painting was only at the grandmaster level.

A grandmaster’s skill represented the peak of human achievement, but a divine-level mastery had already transcended the ordinary. Naturally, his teaching methods made a difference.

“Alright, I see you’ve both improved, but there are still some flaws.”

“I’ll guide you through some corrections. Who wants to go first?”

“Me, me, me!”

Xu Huayi eagerly raised both hands and feet, desperate to go first.

She grabbed the prepared brush, and as usual, Xu Hao instinctively held her, guiding her hand as he began the hands-on lesson.

Meanwhile—

Xu Hongzhuang stared at her sisters’ works in shock.

She knew Xu Shiqing loved painting and Xu Huayi practiced calligraphy.

But she never expected them to be this skilled.

Was this really the work of university students?

Their work could rival that of renowned masters.

If she remembered correctly, her sisters weren’t this good before.

Had Xu Hao really taught them?

Suspicious, she turned to look at him—only to see him holding her sister.

Xu Hongzhuang’s pupils dilated.

“Xu Hao, what the hell are you doing?! Let go of my sister!”

Xu Shiqing and Xu Huayi looked at her in confusion as she rushed forward, prying the two apart and pulling Xu Huayi behind her, glaring at Xu Hao with fury.

“Uh… Third Sister, what’s wrong with you?”

The twin sisters stared at her, puzzled.

“Hah… I finally understand why he’s so nice to you both. He just wants to take advantage of you!”

Ignoring their confusion, Xu Hongzhuang wore a smug expression, as if she had uncovered the ultimate truth.

“I never expected you to be such a beast, Xu Hao. To think you’d go after your own daughters…”

“What kind of ghostly excuse for a father are you trying to be?”

Ding! Xu Hongzhuang is furious! Emotion value +888…

Ding! Xu Hongzhuang is filled with resentment! Emotion value +789…

Watching the numbers refresh, Xu Hao’s expression turned odd.

This third daughter of his was a real handful.

No wonder she wanted to be a celebrity—her imagination was off the charts.

Wait… how could he call it imagination?

She was actually spot on.

Damn it, how did she figure it out?!

Xu Hao chuckled internally, a playful glint in his eyes.

He didn’t need to explain—his daughters would handle it.

As expected—

Hearing their sister’s accusation, Shiqing and Huayi were speechless.

They wanted to crack open her head and see what was inside.

Xu Hao was their father, for heaven’s sake!

How could he be like what Third Sister described?

Besides, when he taught them, he had explained everything clearly.

Hands-on teaching made learning easier, more intuitive, and led to faster improvement.

They had agreed to it themselves.

“Third Sister, what the hell are you thinking? Dad was just teaching me calligraphy…”

“Isn’t hands-on teaching completely normal?”

Xu Huayi sighed in exasperation, shaking off Xu Hongzhuang and stepping forward.

She had just gotten into the zone, and her sister had rudely interrupted.

Now she felt frustrated.

“Dad, just ignore her. Studying music has messed with her brain. Let’s continue…”

With that, Xu Huayi wrapped her arms around Xu Hao’s and leaned into him, ready to resume.

His large hands covered her smaller ones as they began practicing calligraphy again.

Xu Hongzhuang tried to separate them once more, but Xu Shiqing held her back.

“Third Sister, can you stop making a scene?”

“We know you’re looking out for us, but this… isn’t it a little far-fetched?”

“Making a scene?”

Xu Hongzhuang froze, rolling her eyes in annoyance.

From her perspective—

She had spent plenty of time at home before, and never once had she seen Xu Hao display any talent in calligraphy or painting.

She was convinced he was tricking her sisters.

That’s why she reacted so strongly.

If Xu Hao didn’t know anything, then why was he holding them like that?

Clearly, he had ulterior motives.

But since neither of them believed her, she felt helpless.

In the end, she snorted coldly.

“Fine. I’ll watch and see what exactly he can teach.”

Her sharp eyes locked onto them.

If Xu Hao made even the slightest inappropriate move, she would rush in immediately.

Of course, a part of her attention was also focused on his hand, watching him guide Xu Huayi.

As she watched Xu Huayi complete the first character with his help, Xu Hongzhuang froze.

It was the word “家” (home).

A simple Chinese character—yet it carried a completely different feeling.

A sense of warmth and harmony radiated from it.

This wasn’t her sister’s work.

She had seen Xu Huayi’s writing before. At most, it had a hint of artistic charm.

“This… how is this possible?”

Xu Hao was actually teaching her calligraphy.

As he guided her through the next characters—”和” (harmony), “万” (ten thousand), “事” (affairs), and “兴” (prosper)—his expertise became undeniable.

Her sisters hadn’t lied.

Xu Hao truly knew calligraphy—at an incredibly high level.

But… how had she never known?

After Xu Hao finished teaching Huayi, he let her practice while he moved on to Shiqing.

Again, he used the same hands-on approach.

It was smooth and natural, as if he had done it countless times.

This time, Xu Hongzhuang didn’t stop them.

She watched as, under Xu Hao’s guidance, Xu Shiqing recreated her landscape painting—only this time, the artistic depth and beauty surpassed the original.

At that moment, Xu Hongzhuang’s mind was in turmoil.

She couldn’t calm down.

Even when Su Wanqiu called them for dinner, she was still stuck on one question—

How did Xu Hao do it?

His calligraphy and painting skills were this advanced, yet he had never shown them before.

What else was he hiding?

Curious about him, Xu Hongzhuang decided against moving into an outside house.

She would stay home to observe him.

That night, she finally understood what her sisters had meant when they mentioned “Su Mom’s loud voice.”

Blushing, she muttered, “Tch.”

Su Wanqiu, that seemingly dignified and gentle woman, turned out to be so… passionate.

Didn’t she realize her daughters were still at home?

Xu Hongzhuang groaned internally.

What can I do?

I feel helpless too.

Anyone facing such a powerful existence wouldn’t be able to endure it, right?

The Next Day

The next morning, Xu Hongzhuang woke up with dark circles under her eyes.

Meanwhile, the twin sisters seemed completely unfazed—they had clearly gotten used to it.

Xu Hao, unfazed by his daughter’s angry glare, pretended not to notice.

After all, yesterday had been a massive harvest for him.

Su Wanqiu, Xu Shiqing, and Xu Huayi combined didn’t contribute nearly as much emotional value as Xu Hongzhuang alone.

The more Xu Hao thought about it, the more he felt that this daughter was his lucky star.

He had to keep her at home.

Letting her roam outside would be too much of a waste.

As he ate breakfast, he pondered—how could he convince her to stay?

Xu Hongzhuang had a natural talent for music and dreamed of becoming a top-tier superstar.

However, her compositions lacked a certain depth, making it hard for her work to truly shine.

If he could help her achieve her dream, she would surely be deeply grateful.

After undergoing the marrow-cleansing process, Xu Hao now had perfect recall of all the piano pieces and songs he had merely heard in his past life.

Originally, he had no knowledge of music.

But now, after obtaining grandmaster-level piano skills, he could flawlessly recreate those songs.

Still, there was no rush.

He preferred to let things unfold naturally.

Right now, his daughter was still angry at him—if he suddenly started trying to please her, it would seem too desperate.

That wasn’t his style.

He was always the one being fawned over.

Noon

Xu Hao attended the lunch meeting arranged by Teacher Wang Xueying.

She had chosen a five-star hotel for the occasion.

She had no choice—given Xu Hao’s wealthy status, inviting him to a regular place would feel insincere.

To afford this meal, Wang Xueying had gritted her teeth and dipped into her savings.

“President Xu, order whatever you like.”

She handed him the menu.

Xu Hao picked up a pen and began selecting dishes.

Once he was done, he passed it back.

“That’s it. See if there’s anything you’d like.”

Wang Xueying took the menu and glanced at his selections.

She was momentarily stunned.

Xu Hao had only picked mid-range dishes—he hadn’t even chosen a single signature dish from the hotel.

She opened her mouth slightly, hesitating to speak.

Given the luxurious private meal he had taken her to before, she knew he wasn’t someone who practiced thrift.

And with his wealth, he had no reason to be frugal.

But now, he had deliberately ordered simple dishes.

She realized that he was being considerate of her finances, and a warm feeling spread in her heart.

Still, since she was the one hosting, she couldn’t be stingy.

If Xu Hao wasn’t going to order fancy dishes, she would.

Clenching her teeth, she added some of the restaurant’s signature dishes.

“…By the way, President Xu, did you hear? Shiqing won first place in the national art competition.”

“I think she has great talent in painting. She should be nurtured in that direction.”

“I know. I’ve already arranged a study plan for her. I hope she can participate in an international competition and achieve a good ranking.”

“What? Shiqing is going to compete internationally?”

“Her mentor believes she has the potential to give it a try.”

“That’s great! Winning an international award will be a huge advantage for her future.”

As the two chatted, a group of people entered the hotel and sat at the table next to them.

Wang Xueying glanced at them.

They were a group of burly men, walking with an air of arrogance.

Their exposed arms and faces bore knife scars—an unmistakable sign of a rough past.

They exuded an intimidating, gangster-like presence that made people instinctively want to keep their distance.

Just as Wang Xueying was about to look away, her gaze caught on a familiar face among them.

Her expression changed.

Among the men, she spotted someone she knew—Chen Mo.

Why was he mixed up with these people?

Back in school, he had promised her that he would live an honest life.

And now, he had turned into a thug?

Hanging around with these kinds of people—how could he possibly turn out well?

During her time as a teacher, she hadn’t cared about a student’s academic performance.

She had always treated everyone equally.

She had even run around trying to help Chen Mo when he was framed.

Now, she just felt disappointed.

But Chen Mo was no longer her student.

She had no reason to interfere in his life.

Suppressing her emotions, she looked away and continued chatting with Xu Hao.

Meanwhile, in the group of men, Chen Mo had also spotted Wang Xueying.

Today, he had gone out for a meal with his gang’s higher-ups.

He hadn’t expected to run into his former teacher—and even worse, she was having a meal with Xu Hao.

His anger flared instantly.

That damned Xu Hao!

Already an old man, yet still acting like a playboy.

Not long ago, he had been cozying up to the campus beauty.

Now, he was out on a date with Wang Xueying.

Unforgivable!