Transmigration; Married to My Ex-Fiancé's Uncle-Chapter 165; Lu Yuze & Lin Shuyin (o)

The widows were beginning to whisper among themselves now, the idea taking root, hope warring with fear.

"What about the company?" Chen Wan asked. "The manufacturing business?"

"Already mine," Shuyin said simply. "I’ve purchased it from you for fair market value, which means it’s no longer a Chen family asset. The shareholders can fight among themselves over everything else, but they can’t touch what I now own. And I have considerably more resources to defend my acquisition than any of you would have."

She glanced back at Lu Yuze, who was still watching from his position near the door. His slight nod confirmed what she already knew, with the Lu family name behind her purchase, no one would dare challenge it legally.

"The rest of it?" Shuyin continued, turning back to the widows. "The compound, the other family businesses, the joint ventures? My honest advice is to let it burn. Take what you can carry and leave the rest for the vultures. They’ll tear each other apart fighting over the scraps, and you’ll be safely away from the carnage."

The Chen family patriarch’s youngest brother’s widow, barely thirty, with two small children clinging to her, started crying softly.

"I never wanted any of this," she whispered. "The money, the status, the family name. I just wanted to be safe. To have my children be safe."

"Then be safe," Shuyin said firmly. "Take your thirty million, take your children, and go somewhere he never touched. Somewhere his name means nothing. Start over as someone new."

The woman nodded, wiping her eyes, something like determination finally showing through the fear.

"When will we receive the funds?" One of the widows asked, practical even in crisis.

"Chen Wan will coordinate the distribution once my transfer clears," Shuyin replied. "Within the next few hours, you should all have access. I suggest you move quickly after that. Don’t announce your plans to leave, don’t tell extended family, don’t give anyone time to try to stop you or guilt you into staying."

She looked around the room one final time, at these women who’d survived years of abuse and were now being offered an escape route.

"You’re free," she said quietly. "Actually, genuinely free. The men who hurt you are dead. The family structure that protected them is collapsing. You have money, you have your children, and you have the chance to become whoever you want to be next."

She paused, letting that sink in.

"Don’t waste it by staying in a prison just because the door is finally open."

The silence that followed was heavy, contemplative, full of possibility.

Lu Yuze approached quietly, coming to stand beside his wife. His hand found the small side of her back, possessive but also supportive, a gesture that said I’m here without words.

"We should go," he said quietly. "Let them discuss among themselves."

Shuyin nodded, then addressed Chen Wan one final time.

"The company documents are in order. My legal team will handle the official transfer of ownership. You’ll receive confirmation by the end of business today."

She looked at Chen Xiao, who was still standing close to Yuyan, the two children having formed an instant bond.

"Are you ready, Xiao?" she asked gently. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

The boy nodded, his small face serious. He looked back at his mother one last time, and Chen Wan held his gaze, pouring everything she couldn’t say into that single moment.

I love you. I’m sorry. Be strong. Live well.

Then he turned and took Yuyan’s hand, and together they walked toward the exit.

Shuyin followed, Lu Yuze beside her, their security detail falling into formation.

Behind them, the Chen family widows watched them leave, the princess who’d killed their husbands and bought their freedom, the powerful man who’d enabled it all, and the two children who represented both the past and the possibility of something better.

The doors closed.

And in the suddenly quiet sitting room, the women finally allowed themselves to believe.

They were free.

And they were leaving.

IN THE VAN

The convoy pulled away from the Chen compound, gates closing behind them with finality.

Inside the van, Chen Xiao sat between Yuyan and Shuyin, his small body finally relaxing slightly as the distance grew.

"You did well," Shuyin said quietly, looking down at the boy. "That was very brave."

"Will Mama be okay?" he asked, his voice small.

"Your mama will be more than okay," Shuyin assured him. "She has money now, and freedom, and your sisters. She’ll build a good life for them."

"Without me," he said, not accusingly, just stating a fact.

"You’ll see her again, who knows, maybe tomorrow when I realize reality is far from dreams..." Shuyin promised, surprising herself with how much she meant it. "When you’re older, when you’re strong enough to protect yourself and make your own choices. I’ll make sure of it."

Lu Yuze watched this exchange, something complicated crossing his features.

His wife, his chaotic, dangerous, unpredictable wife, had just orchestrated the financial liberation of multiple abused women, secured a profitable business acquisition, and taken in a half-orphaned child she’d essentially purchased.

And she was already planning for the day when that child would be old enough to choose whether to stay or leave.

She wasn’t cruel for cruelty’s sake.

She kept her promises, even when they cost her something.

And she’d just spent two hundred million yuan of his money, money she technically owed him, to help women she barely knew escape dangerous situations.

"You’re going to be expensive," he said quietly, almost to himself.

Shuyin looked up, catching his gaze. "Probably," she agreed. "Is that a problem?"

Lu Yuze considered her, this woman who’d walked into his life through a contract and was systematically destroying every expectation he’d had.

"No," he said finally. "It’s not a problem."

And surprisingly, he meant it.

As the van headed back toward the city, carrying them all toward whatever came next, Yuyan smiled.

Her new mother was complicated and dangerous and deeply strange.