Quick Transmigration: Refusing to Be a Victim's Child

Inside the Xiao family villa.

Xiao's mother has been very happy lately. Even her daughter, who used to be the most troublesome and worrisome, has now become much more sensible and has even learned to be considerate of her family, just like a warm and caring daughter.

She looked at her daughter learning to make soup from the chef, feeling both gratified and heartbroken, and said:

"You child, if you want anything to drink, just ask someone to make it. Why do you have to go to the kitchen and do it yourself? Look at you, you're covered in cooking fumes."

When Xiao's mother took out a tissue to wipe her daughter's sweat, she was instead given a bowl of old duck soup.

Xiao Baihua stuck out her tongue and smiled ingratiatingly:

"Mom, I was wrong, okay? Please stop nagging. I was just worried about your and Dad's health, so I wanted to give you some nourishing food. If you keep nagging me, I might really leave!"

As she spoke, she deliberately turned around in a strange manner and took a step toward the front door. Her mother slapped her arm in disgust, and then she hugged her mother affectionately and chatted together.

Since her daughter cared about her, Xiao's mother was extremely happy even if the young couple continued to live in the Xiao family's home.

Xiao's mother felt a sweet warmth in her heart, but on the surface, she still advised her daughter to occasionally return to the Lin family home for a few days, so as not to cause resentment among her in-laws.

“They wouldn’t. My in-laws are reasonable people; they wouldn’t mind such a small thing.”

Xiao Baihua replied, then, as if just remembering something, she stood up, picked up another bowl of soup from the table, and said:

“Dad and my brother have been in the study for so long, they must be tired. I’ll go and bring them some soup.”

As he spoke, he went upstairs.

As soon as she opened the door and went in, the discussion in the study immediately stopped.

A flash of anger crossed Xiao Baihua's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure as she turned to close the door. She even casually teased as she placed the tonic soup on the table:

"Dad, you've just recovered, why are you talking to my brother about work again?"

“If the company is really that busy, I might as well go to the company and help my brother, so you won’t have to worry about this and that every day.”

Upon hearing this, before Brother Xiao could even speak while smiling, Father Xiao immediately objected:

"You don't know how to do these things, so don't just cause trouble for your brother."

After saying that, Mr. Xiao transferred 500,000 yuan to his daughter without hesitation, telling her to go shopping or get beauty treatments, but not to meddle in company matters.

Ever since this girl was sick and her face was damaged, she has become obsessed with all sorts of strange and unusual folk remedies.

Whatever methods they tried—snake stewed with black-boned chicken, using poison to treat their face; eel scraping their face; acupuncture and bloodletting—their faces didn't improve much, but they did become much thinner, looking like a skeleton dressed in human skin that had come to life.

In the end, it was Xiao's father who lost his temper and managed to stop this brat's self-harming behavior. But because of this incident, the girl didn't even come back to visit him when he was sick.

Xiao Baihua also thought of this, and pouted unhappily. Even indoors, she still wore sunglasses that covered most of her face. She glanced at her father, who was drinking soup with his head down, and said half-jokingly:

"Dad's words are so harsh. How did I cause trouble for others? I can learn what I don't know. Are you afraid I'll compete with my brother for the company?"

[Hmph, that old geezer says he dotes on me and loves me, but in the end he still favors my older brother the most.]

Xiao Baihua still had a silly grin on her face, but in her heart she wished she could put medicine in the soup and kill the father and son.

However, the two men in the room thought that their daughter/sister was straightforward and guileless, and that what she just said was just a joke.

Therefore, after finishing his soup, Mr. Xiao patiently replied:

“The company is in your brother’s hands. He’s just a workaholic. There’s no need for us to compete with him for this job.”

"Just live your life happily, and ask him for anything you need."

Mr. Xiao left his daughter 7% of the shares. Although he did not give her management rights, with these shares, the annual dividends alone would be enough for his daughter to squander as she pleased.

He believed he was considering everything for his daughter. But in Xiao Baihua's mind, he felt that he was deliberately humiliating her, implying that she was not qualified to interfere in company affairs.

Maybe her illness was caused by her older brother, and her parents deliberately covered it up because they favored him.

Xiao Baihua glanced at the stack of documents on the table as if by accident, then turned and left with the empty soup bowl.

The next day.

Xiao's mother, who had just returned from getting her nails done, saw her daughter sneaking downstairs. After she called out to her, her daughter explained that she had come to ask her father for money.

"Didn't your dad just transfer 500,000 yuan to you? You've already spent it all in just one day?"

Xiao's mother had no suspicions. She glared at her extravagant daughter, scolded her a few times, but still transferred one million to her daughter.

She also told her not to let her sister-in-law know, so as to avoid another conflict.

"Oh, I know, I know, stop nagging. I've made plans to have afternoon tea with some girlfriends, or I'll be late."

Xiao Baihua, carrying a bag, hurriedly walked out, casually responding to her mother's words.

"That brat, she never gets interested in anything for more than three minutes. Just a few days ago she was staying home saying she wanted to spend time with her parents, but now she's running off again."

Seeing that she didn't turn around, Xiao's mother muttered something in annoyance, but didn't take it to heart.

Just a few days later, a major incident occurred in the company. Their unreleased new product was leaked, and many similar pirated products appeared on the market. Apart from being of lower quality, those products were exactly the same as Xiao's newly developed product in terms of function and appearance.

Subsequently, several more deals that were about to be signed were easily snatched away by others. Upon investigation, it was discovered that the profit offered by these other companies was only 0.01% higher than that of the Xiao family. This was clearly a condition imposed on their company's asking price.

Even the plans of several branch offices were leaked, and some key members were poached. For a time, the Xiao father and son slept in the head office for many days, searching everywhere for traces of the mole.

And it was precisely at this moment.

Xiao Baihua had already happily flown to Haishi with her husband, ready to bring that little brat back.

Thinking of the news she had heard, that the Shao family had been acquired and that the entire family had lost their old house and were now renting a place in a certain community.

Thinking of this, Xiao Baihua felt extremely happy.

She thought this would make her happy for days, but when the couple drove their car to the outside of the community based on the information they had found out, and saw Old Man Shao on duty in the security room, all the grievances she had suffered at the hands of those two old men in the Shao family were answered at that moment.

The two locked eyes, and as Old Man Shao's face flushed and paled in embarrassment, Xiao Baihua impatiently got out of the car and sneered at him:

"Oh, isn't this my arrogant ex-father-in-law? I almost didn't recognize you after not seeing you for several months."

"Tsk, I must say, your outfit suits you quite well. I wonder how much the property management would charge you to condescend to do this?"

Old Shao's hand, gripping the stun gun, veins bulging, hesitated before finally speaking:

"What are you doing here? You're not welcome here."