The Ancient Miss Transmigrates into a CEO’s Wife

The woman covered her mouth, and her phone dropped to the ground. She then chased after her.

"Ge Xinxin, come back! You're carrying Zhengyang's child in your belly. You can't leave!"

Yang Cui ran outside, grabbing Ge Xinxin's suitcase.

"Old woman, let go! Your son is a murderer now. Do you really think I'd let my child have a killer for a father? Besides, who told you the baby in my belly is Xu Zhengyang's?"

After saying this, Ge Xinxin didn't care about Yang Cui's reaction. She pulled her suitcase and got into the taxi she had already called.

Yang Cui immediately called Xu Guimin, asking him what was going on.

"What's happening with Zhengyang? Why was he suddenly taken away?"

"I should be asking you that. You've always spoiled him, and now he's involved in criminal cases, multiple ones at that? What on earth is going on?"

Xu Guimin demanded.

After hearing this, Yang Cui began to feel guilty, but the current situation didn't allow her to dwell on it.

"Honey, what are we going to do? Zhengyang is our only son. If he goes to prison, how will I go on living?"

Yang Cui asked, crying.

"Shut up, stop making a fuss. I'm going to the police station."

Xu Guimin hung up the phone but didn't immediately go to the police station. Instead, he dealt with some company matters first.

It was nearly noon when he finally headed to the police station with his people.

Xu Xiuhe took advantage of the falling stock prices of Xu Corporation and bought another batch.

At the police station, Xu Guimin sat outside while Xu Zhengyang sat inside.

"Why did you arrest me?"

Xu Zhengyang asked, pretending as if nothing had happened.

"Why did we arrest you? Don't you know what you've done? Any single one of your actions is enough to put you in jail for years."

"I want to see my father. I want a lawyer."

"Your father is waiting for you outside."

Soon after, the father and son were in a separate room.

Xu Guimin remained calm when he entered, but Xu Zhengyang was far from calm.

Although he was handcuffed and couldn't even stand up from his chair, upon seeing Xu Guimin, he acted as if he had caught the last lifeline.

He struggled forcefully, trying to get closer to Xu Guimin.

"Dad, you have to get me out of here. I'm innocent. They must have made a mistake. Someone must have paid to frame me. Dad, save me, use money to get me out."

"Who framed you?" Xu Guimin asked.

"It's... it's... it's our competitors."

"I've seen the evidence of all the things you've done outside. How can I save you? You fool."

"Dad, I was wrong, I really was. I don't want to stay here. You have to save me."

"You had someone frame Xiuhe in a car accident, you sent people to kidnap Xiuhe's wife. How am I supposed to save you? Now the evidence is irrefutable. You think I can just throw money at this? You think Xiuhe doesn't have money? You're on your own now. From today on, I, Xu Guimin, no longer have a son like you."

After saying this, Xu Guimin turned and left the chat room.

"Dad, don't go, Dad..."

Xu Xiuhe was very satisfied with the news online, but it wasn't enough.

At the Xu family villa.

Yang Cui was almost on her knees before Xu Guimin, begging him to save Xu Zhengyang.

"Save him? How? Every single thing he did is serious. We're talking about intentional murder! Do you think I can save him with money?"

Xu Guimin said impatiently. How the hell did he end up with such a son, useless in everything except causing trouble?

"But he's still our son."

"Shut up! Tell me, did you know about all these things he did?"

Xu Guimin raised his voice. He didn't believe that Yang Cui, as his mother, knew nothing about it.

"I didn't know. As his father, you didn't know either, did you?"

"What a joke. Not only did she know, but she was also involved in every single thing."

Xu Xiuhe's voice appeared in the Xu family's courtyard.

"Why are you here?" Xu Guimin asked.

"Well, I probably shouldn't have come."

As Xu Xiuhe said this, he looked around. The place where he had lived ten years ago had changed quite a bit.

"Then why did you come?"

Yang Cui's eyes looked as if they could kill Xu Xiuhe.

"If I didn't come, were you planning to play innocent and then beg for your good-for-nothing son?"

Xu Xiuhe walked up to Yang Cui, lowering his head to look at her frightened face.

"Xu Guimin, look at how blind you've been for so many years. All this time, you've been living with a heartless, vicious woman. How's your life been?"

Xu Guimin remained silent.

"Yang Cui, I admit your acting skills are quite good, excellent even. It's almost a shame you didn't go into the entertainment industry. Can you still remember how you treated me over a decade ago?"

Yang Cui felt guilty upon hearing this.

Xu Guimin turned his gaze towards Yang Cui.

"I was so good to you in middle school and high school. How can you be telling on me now?"

Yang Cui put on a soft act.

"Good to me? One way to my face and another behind my back? You even fired all the original housekeepers. I bet you've forgotten how you used to curse me behind my back."

Xu Xiuhe folded his arms.

"That's not true. When I scolded you, it was to make you study hard. It was a mother's discipline towards her son. How could that be considered being unkind to you?"

"Hahahahaha, what a joke. Xu Guimin, did you hear that? Her ability to twist black and white has grown stronger. And you, has your ability to be blind to right and wrong also improved?"

Xu Xiuhe said sarcastically.

"You..."

"What 'you'? Did you investigate what I asked you to? Do you want to know what she did last year?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Xiuhe opened a video.

On the screen was Yang Cui at Blue Mountain Cafe, pressuring Shen Yin.

"Yang Cui, this isn't unfamiliar to you, is it? Do I need to explain what this is?"

Xu Xiuhe suddenly turned his gaze towards Xu Guimin.

"My wife, because of some mental issues after giving birth, was manipulated by a woman named Yang Cui while she was ill. She tried to persuade my wife to get rid of my son. Tell me, how vicious is this woman?"

"I didn't, Guimin, I didn't. He's slandering me."

"Do I need to slander you? Do you dare say you didn't know about a single thing your son did? I bet you not only knew but were also fully aware of everything."

Yang Cui felt guilty.

"You two are quite a pair. Don't worry, you have something to look forward to. Cherish this time, because you won't have such leisurely days in the future. A family of three, spending the Mid-Autumn Festival in prison cells, that'll be quite an experience."

"Which three?"

"The daughter she personally sent to prison, herself, and that son who just got locked up."