Quick Transmigration: Help, The Male Leads Are All Broken!

The Shen residence.

The hall was draped in black and white, a large "奠" (condolence) character hung high, and everyone's face was filled with solemnity and grief.

Patriarch Shen's death was somewhat sudden, yet also expected. His health had been poor since his last surgery, but his abrupt passing still caught many off guard, including the company. Just the day before, he had been issuing directives; now, he lay in a cold coffin.

When Shen Yuan arrived, the scene paused momentarily. Everything around him seemed to freeze, and all eyes turned towards him.

He appeared oblivious, holding Su Tang's hand as he walked towards the hall.

Shen Ling knelt before the spirit tablet, still in a daze, feeling as if his grandfather hadn't truly passed away.

Over the years, Patriarch Shen's absolute authority had been deeply ingrained. Almost no one in the entire Shen family dared to defy him. Shen Ling didn't dare to be assertive; above him was Patriarch Shen, and between them were his parents. So, although he was a rich playboy, he didn't live as freely as Shen Yuan.

He knew he didn't possess Shen Yuan's boldness. He'd dared to bully him as a child, but now he was increasingly afraid. He watched Shen Yuan approach from afar. At 1.88 meters tall, Shen Yuan walked with an unhurried gait and an indifferent expression. He hadn't done anything, yet he inexplicably inspired fear.

Shen Ling suddenly recalled his mother's words, urging him to compete with Shen Yuan for Cheng Ye. This made him shudder involuntarily.

He wanted to live a few more years. It wasn't as if there were no other people in the world. Why fixate on this androgynous Cheng Ye?

Speaking of which, Cheng Ye was unexpectedly dressed in women's clothing at this time. Black stiletto heels, simple yet elegant, accentuated her slender, fair ankles. Above, she wore a form-fitting black dress. While seemingly unremarkable, her curvaceous figure…

Shen Ling's appreciation was cut short by a sharp glare that sent a chill down his spine.

He followed the gaze and found Shen Yuan staring at him. His scalp tingled, and he quickly averted his eyes.

But as his gaze shifted, an extremely irritating woman appeared in his sight.

Shen Ling stared at Ye Huan with disgust and immediately called for the bodyguards to throw her out.

Patriarch Shen's funeral represented the Shen family. If this woman caused a scene, it would bring shame upon them.

Ye Huan was indeed acting desperately. Without her company, she was no longer the high-and-mighty Second Miss of the Ye family. To regain her former life, she resorted to unscrupulous methods. And Patriarch Shen's funeral presented a perfect opportunity.

After all, the Shen family wouldn't tolerate such a scandal.

"Shen Ling." Ye Huan, adept at playing the damsel in distress, had tears in her eyes and a look of utter grievance. Yet, she remained silent, only looking at him pitifully.

Initially, Shen Ling had fallen for this act, but it had grown tiresome. Moreover, this woman was a skilled actress with a vicious heart. He frowned, looked away, and signaled to the bodyguards.

To prevent disruptions, the Shen residence was heavily guarded today.

Seeing his gesture, Ye Huan immediately rushed forward. "Shen Ling, are you really going to do this? Just because the Ye family is bankrupt, your Shen family will humiliate me so? You can't even tolerate the child in my womb?"

She knew this might be her last chance to extort money from the Shen family. Her words were designed to push the Shen family into the spotlight of public opinion.

A bankrupt heiress, scorned by her fiancé's family, unable to even keep her unborn child – what good was such a wealthy family?

Shen Ling frowned, thinking Ye Huan had gone mad. The child had been gone for a while. Why bring it up now?

"Have you had enough? Bodyguards, take her out."

His words triggered Ye Huan's outburst.

The commotion alerted the other guests.

Mother Shen had been greeting guests. By the time she heard the noise, it was too late. Her face darkened, but mindful of the occasion, she instructed the servants to escort Ye Huan to the reception room.

Ye Huan, however, looked panicked. "I won't go! Last time, you did the same thing. You ignored my objections and forced the doctor to abort my child." She clutched her stomach and fearfully backed away.

Mother Shen's face was grim. From the moment Ye Huan appeared, she had guessed what this down-and-out heiress was planning.

She stepped forward, lowered her voice, and fixed Ye Huan with a warning glare. "You just want money, don't you? I'll give it to you. But if you disobey, believe me, I can make you spend the rest of your life in jail."

Ye Huan cowered, appearing to tremble, but her words conveyed a different meaning. "I won't leave. Give me the money now."

Mother Shen's eyes were venomous, but she complied. "How much do you want?"

Ye Huan: "One hundred million."

Mother Shen's expression immediately changed, becoming even darker and uglier. She looked Ye Huan up and down as if she were trash. "Ye Huan, you think you're worth one hundred million? I'll give you ten million. Get out now. If you don't, and this blows up, you won't be able to handle the consequences."

Ye Huan felt a flicker of uncertainty. One hundred million was an exaggeration. She knew she had only received thirty million in total when she was pregnant with the Shen family's heir.

But ten million wasn't enough to maintain her previous lifestyle.

"Thirty million." She stated her price. "You gave me thirty million when I was pregnant. Now, to settle this, give me thirty million. I'll leave immediately and never appear before the Shen family again."

Mother Shen looked as if she had heard a joke. "Ye Huan, don't push your luck."

These words triggered another outburst from Ye Huan.

She yelled about the Shen family's irresponsibility and ruthlessness, culminating in a chaotic accusation: "Patriarch Shen's death is suspicious!"

The entire hall fell silent.

Su Tang had been watching the drama unfold from a corner since Ye Huan's arrival. Hearing this, she suddenly became interested. "Shen Yuan, did you bring her here?"

Shen Yuan smiled faintly. "I can't say I invited her. I just had someone leak a little information and deliberately let her into the Shen residence. As for the rest, that was her own improvisation." He said, taking out his phone.

Under Su Tang's surprised gaze, he chuckled. "Didn't you tell me, if you have problems, call the police?"

Su Tang was impressed, but also relieved.

If the male lead were completely consumed by darkness, he would have handled this matter himself, and his methods would undoubtedly be extreme.

The police arrived quickly, just as the bodyguards were carrying Ye Huan out.

The two groups locked eyes. Finally, the police officer shouted, "What's going on here? No fighting! Put her down!"

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