Quick Transmigration: Refusing to Be a Victim's Child

Just as the servants were killing the cockroaches and preparing to help Pei Yujing up, they discovered that he had been eaten beyond recognition by the cockroaches.

Pei Yujing's eyes rolled back, blood seeped from his ear canals, half of his tongue was missing, and his broken body was still twitching as if by nerve reflex, with indistinct moans coming from his throat.

"Xiao Jing!"

"Quickly, get the second young master to the hospital!"

"Where's Lao Chen? Hurry up and get the car ready."

The Pei couple were heartbroken to see this and repeatedly urged the driver to drive the car to the gate, and then had everyone carry their son outside.

The aunt, who was standing close to her son, had only taken a few steps with her limp when she fainted from a sudden surge of anger. The mother and son were then carried away together.

This series of events happened so suddenly that no one could have predicted it, but at that moment, Uncle Pei subconsciously looked at Shao Linshen.

He could no longer contain himself; his bloodshot eyes were fixed on Shao Linshen, filled with an intense killing intent.

He was a womanizer in his youth, which damaged his health, and he only had this one son when he was over fifty.

Although his son was arrogant, willful, and eccentric, in Uncle Pei's eyes, his son was smart and quick-witted, far superior to the idle good-for-nothing from the second wife.

In his plan, once Yu Jing grows up a bit more, he will hone his skills and be able to steadily take over the Pei family's business in the future.

But now, his perfectly healthy son has ended up blind, deaf, and crippled. How could he not hate such heart-wrenching pain!

Faced with that visibly venomous gaze, Shao Linshen tilted his head calmly, his tone innocent yet slightly teasing:

"Uncle, why are you looking at me like that? You don't think I did what just happened, do you?"

"I've only been back for a short time, and I'm so busy every day that I'm completely focused on company affairs. I eat and sleep in a nearby apartment, so I don't have time for these kinds of tricks."

Instead of focusing on me, you should think carefully about whether Yu Jing has offended anyone, or whether you and your aunt have any enemies; perhaps he's being retaliated against.

Hearing her eldest grandson's words, the old lady, who had been worried about the eldest son and his wife, immediately snapped out of her reverie, looked at her eldest son opposite her, and frowned in displeasure:

"Boss! Your wife and son are still in critical condition, why aren't you rushing to the hospital to be with them? Why are you blaming this and that here?"

"Mom! I..."

Uncle Pei's face turned ashen. He was about to speak when he was interrupted by an angry shout.

"What are you all still making a scene for? Don't you think the house is messy enough already?"

After such a big incident, the old man, who was originally in the garden, has now returned.

Old Master Pei, leaning on his cane, strode over. Seeing the tense standoff before him, his face instantly darkened, and he sternly shouted at his eldest son:

"When did the Pei family teach you this kind of skill? Taking your anger out on the younger generation when something goes wrong. Do you even have the demeanor of an elder?"

Uncle Pei's face was full of grief, and his voice was trembling with sobs:

"Dad! My son is so badly injured, and we don't even know if he'll ever recover. Am I not allowed to be sad and upset?"

The old man snorted coldly, his eyes full of disappointment: "Your son is injured, and you're trying to kill yourself? Back then, when my second son and his wife passed away suddenly, I didn't even get to see their whole bodies, but I still gritted my teeth and made it through."

"If that's how it works, then I'd have to turn the land upside down and kill everyone who passes by!"

These words abruptly stopped Uncle Pei's sob, leaving him speechless with a flushed face.

Shao Linshen sat quietly in his wheelchair, his eyes lowered to conceal the turbulent emotions surging within.

As expected, the old man and others knew about the suspicious car accident that happened to the original owner's parents.

Looking back over the years, the two elders had seemingly doted on him, but had never been willing to impart any experience in managing the company.

Looking back now, wasn't this seemingly loving act actually a form of disguised confinement?

As long as the original owner remains an ignorant playboy, he will never touch the truth, nor threaten the interests of certain people.

Unfortunately, they underestimated the power of hatred and underestimated the greed in human nature.

As long as the original owner still holds shares in the second wife's family, it's like a child holding a gold brick, which will inevitably attract covetousness.

The last "accidental" car accident has already exposed the wolfish ambitions of some people.

Now that the old man has suddenly changed his attitude and started to focus on cultivating himself, it's less about making up for lost time and more about a helpless move forced by circumstances.

Ah, belated compensation only chills people's hearts.

Shao Linshen's lips curled into a mocking smile.

In the hall.

Just as the father and son were at an impasse, and the surrounding crowd offered their advice, Uncle Pei's cell phone rang:

It was the driver of the mother and son who had just been driven away who called.

It is said that halfway through the journey, an advertising billboard fell down and hit the mother and child lying behind the car.

The two were on the verge of death; Uncle Pei needed to rush them to the hospital...

-

The devastating news coming through the phone receiver left Uncle Pei's mind completely blank.

His vision suddenly went black, his legs went weak, and he crashed heavily into the antique display shelf in the entryway. The priceless blue and white porcelain vase shattered with a crash, and shards of porcelain flew and left fine bloodstains on his pale face.

But the fear of not knowing whether his wife and children were alive or dead was far more agonizing than the pain. He leaned against the wall, barely managing to sit up, his nails digging deep into his palms. As he staggered toward the door, he didn't forget to turn back and lash out a venomous glare:

"Pei Yuyuan! You just wait, this isn't over!"

"Boom-"

The old man slammed his sandalwood cane heavily on the ground, making a dull thud that made your teeth ache. He then sternly instructed the butler:

"Old Li, arrange for a few bodyguards to follow them and keep an eye on this troublesome guy."

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, Butler Li, who had been standing in the corner like a wooden statue, bowed slightly and immediately ordered several bodyguards to follow behind Uncle Pei.

As the group walked away, a dark glint flashed in the old man's originally cloudy pupils, his eyes filled with suspicion and distrust, and his gaze fell directly on his eldest grandson, who was still in a wheelchair.

He didn't believe that the series of misfortunes that had befallen his family today were all coincidences.

Could it be, as my eldest son and the others said, that it was this kid...?

"Grandpa, why are you staring at me like that?"

Shao Linshen looked up innocently, his voice tinged with anger and surprise:

"Grandpa, this isn't a movie. You wouldn't have suspected me of doing it just because you heard a few of Uncle's nonsense, would you?"

If I had that ability, would I have been forced into a wheelchair?

The old lady patted her husband's hand with a handkerchief, her wrinkles at the corners of her eyes hinting at reproach.

The old man coughed dryly, shifting his gaze, the tip of his cane scraping the ground with a harsh sound, and said with a stern face:

"You brat, it's not like an old man will lose a piece of his flesh just by looking at you. What are you yelling about? When did I say you did it? Why are you trying to pin this on me?"

"That's fine. I've been wronged so many times that I almost developed paranoia."

Shao Linshen shrugged, looking relieved.

"If you ask me, we should still encourage my uncle and the others to take some time to go to the temple to burn incense and get rid of bad luck. They should do more good deeds and stop thinking about scheming against people all day long."

My aunt and uncle had an accident on the road; they can only blame their bad luck. I'm not good at divination, how would I know which route the driver would take to the hospital? Oh, and to be so precise as to bring down the billboard—don't be ridiculous.

The old man was so embarrassed by what he was being said that he tapped his cane on the ground and, with a stern face, forbade everyone from continuing the discussion.

He immediately ordered his men to drive all the cars outside the gate.

With such a big thing happening in the family, they couldn't just stay at home and ignore it, leaving their eldest son to bear the burden alone in the hospital.

Perhaps frightened by these successive events, this time, just in case, each member of the Pei family traveled in a separate car.

Speechless all the way.

When the whole family arrived at the hospital, they found that Uncle Pei, who should have arrived earlier, was nowhere to be seen.

The old man frowned, about to ask someone to inquire, when he saw a familiar person being pushed over on an emergency stretcher.

"Make way! Make way!"

A sharp scream suddenly shattered the silence of the hospital corridor.

The nurse pushing the stretcher practically crashed through the crowd, the metal stretcher dragging on the ground with a long, grating sound.

Uncle Pei's scream sounded like a duck being choked:

"Dad! That's my eldest brother!"

On the stretcher, Uncle Pei's face was bluish-purple, and his broken ribs pierced through his shirt, leaving horrific bloody holes. The resuscitation equipment emitted a sharp siren.

The pungent smell of disinfectant mixed with the stench of blood filled the corridor, and the Pei family members stood frozen in place, as if they had been immobilized.

The old man's cane slammed heavily on the ground with a dull thud, startling the servant beside him so much that he almost jumped up.

"Quick! Get a doctor!"

The old man's voice trembled, and his usually dignified face was now filled with panic.

Several younger members of the family, realizing what was happening, hurriedly ran to call for help, while the rest gathered around the stretcher, calling out Uncle Pei's name in a flurry of voices.

Seeing this, the old lady trembled even more and instinctively reached out to grasp Uncle Pei's hand, but the nurse pushed her away.

"Don't touch her! She's about to go into the operating room!"

Shao Linshen sat in his wheelchair, quietly watching the chaos before him. He lowered his eyes to hide the coldness in them, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

……

As dusk seeped into the hospital corridors, the smell of disinfectant became increasingly pungent.

In less than half a day, the Pei family of three were rushed into the operating room for emergency treatment. No matter how healthy the elderly couple were, they could not withstand the successive blows.

The old lady stared at the bright red "Operation in Progress" indicator light, her vision went black, and she fainted to the ground.

"mom!"

When Uncle Pei saw his mother faint, he was about to help her up when he caught a glimpse of his father swaying. His heart pounded like a drum, and he was afraid that something might have happened to the old man as well.

At that moment, he had no choice but to carry the unconscious old lady to find a doctor, while instructing his uncle Pei and the younger generation to take good care of the old man.

In the chaos, Old Master Pei's eyes were bloodshot, and his withered fingers pointed directly at Shao Linshen, who remained calm and composed in his wheelchair.

The cold light from the surveillance camera illuminated the old man's distorted face as he pounded his chest and roared:

"What are you doing? What are you trying to do?!"

"Can't we just get along as a family? Why do you have to tear this family apart to be happy?"

As they spoke, Uncle Pei and the others paused upon hearing this, and then offered words of comfort:

"Dad, calm down!"

As he spoke, he quickly stepped forward to support the swaying old man, but his gaze behind his gold-rimmed glasses swept meaningfully over Shao Linshen, and he said gently:

"This has nothing to do with Yuyuan. We all understand that you're worried about Mom and your older brother. But you can't say things carelessly, lest you hurt the child's feelings."

"Come, let me help you to the ward to rest. We'll keep an eye on things here in the operating room."

“Uncle is right, Grandpa. You are the pillar of our family. Everyone is counting on you. You can’t have something happen to you at this time.”

"Grandpa, let us help you to rest for a while. What if Grandma wakes up and finds that you're also sick? Wouldn't that make her worry again?"

"This has nothing to do with my eldest cousin. He was with us the whole time. If anyone is to blame, it's my uncle and his family for having a run of bad luck."

……

Before the old man could say anything more, a group of people grabbed him and dragged him away, one after another.

Uncle Pei, who remained where he was, stared at the still-lit operating light with a strange expression on his face. After a long while, he turned his head and met Shao Linshen's gaze.

He glanced at the bodyguards standing not far away, then stepped forward and, holding the wheelchair handle, pushed Shao Linshen to the ventilation window.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, he lowered his voice and said:

"Our deal is done. I hope you won't go back on your word, or the consequences will be what you don't want to see."

"Uncle, I don't understand what you're saying. Did we make any agreement? I don't recall ever hearing that."

Shao Lin Shen leaned back leisurely in his wheelchair, his fingers lightly tapping on his leg. Looking at the other person's face, which had suddenly changed color, he deliberately dragged out the last syllable:

"Uncle, could it be that you've misremembered? Why don't you tell me in detail what I promised you, so I can remember?"

"You fool me?!"

Uncle Pei's expression was cold and stern, his face twisted into a ferocious expression hidden in the shadows. His fingers, hanging at his sides, were clenched tightly, the knuckles cracking as if he were about to punch Shao Linshen in the face at any moment.

Several bodyguards nearby seemed to sense the tense atmosphere between the two and were about to approach, but Shao Linshen raised his hand to pull them back. He glanced at the impatient man in front of him, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, and said coldly:

"It was just a joke. Uncle is so old, why is he still so impatient? No wonder my dear aunt always looks down on you."

Don't mention her to me!

A hint of embarrassment flashed in Uncle Pei's eyes, and his tone became increasingly subdued.

He had endured for so many years, thinking that even if that woman looked down on him, she had at least given birth to several children for him, and that the share of the property that belonged to her would eventually fall into the hands of the Xiao family.

Because of this, Uncle Pei felt that no matter how much humiliation he suffered, it was only temporary.

But he never expected that the slut had been taking advantage of him, and that none of her children were his.

Ever since he learned all this, Uncle Pei had wanted to kill them immediately. The only reason he had been able to endure it until now was because of this spoiled young master's interference.

Uncle Pei threatened:

"If you want to back out, I have a video of our conversation. If you don't want the old man and the others to know the truth, then you'd better do as I say..."

"Alright!" Shao Linshen interrupted.

“I can transfer your share of the second wife’s shares to you unconditionally, and I can even help you get your share of the first wife’s shares.”

All you have to do for me is one more thing. If you're worried, I can give you a portion of my shares as a bargaining chip for our cooperation.

This is absolutely simple for you…

Uncle Pei, standing beside him, watched him, his expression changing several times before finally nodding slowly.