Back to youth, the child's mother became a female president

Hua Tingjue pursed his dry lips, grabbed Jiang Wangshu's wrist, and said in panic, "Uncle Yu, how about you take her and hide her?"

Butler Yu: “…”

Jiang Wangshu: “…”

What's the point of just hiding? The enemy has already reached our home.

Housekeeper Yu looked at his young master anxiously and helplessly, and said tactfully: "Third Young Master, Madam asked you to take Miss Jiang down."

"Oh, I understand." Hua Tingjue's tone suddenly dropped several tones, and he looked as dejected as a dejected sunflower.

Jiang Wangshu didn't understand his panic, but he made a rough guess based on his reaction. It seemed that this "madam" was of high status and a formidable character.

When Hua Tingjue and Jiang Wangshu arrived at the living room downstairs, Mu Xiuzhi had already sat on the pearwood chair in the middle and was looking at them.

Hua Tingjue called out timidly, "Mom."

mom?

Jiang Wangshu raised her eyes and looked at the person sitting in the main seat, and the other person was also looking at her, cruelly and indifferently, as if he was ignoring her. She could feel the powerful aura released by the other person.

No wonder Hua Tingjue reacted like that. She is indeed a terrifying mother.

Mu Xiuzhi was also looking at Jiang Wangshu, but she didn't expect that this little girl was so brave. Over the years, there were not many children who could look her in the eye like this.

She looked away and looked at her shivering little son, and sighed in her heart, what a good-for-nothing.

"I've been away on business for a while, and the person in charge of the family has changed, don't you think?"

"Hua Tingjue."

Hua Tingjue shuddered when being called by her full name, and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, "Mom, I didn't change it, how could that be possible? You are the eldest in our family."

"Hmph, then who allowed you to bring people back?" Mu Xiuzhi didn't fall for his smooth talk. When she raised her eyes, there was fierce anger.

"No one allowed me to do this. I did it on my own initiative." Hua Tingjue murmured with his head down.

Seeing that he admitted his mistake, Mu Xiuzhi said nothing more, turned her head and said to Lin Shuanglian: "Shuanglian, use the family rules."

The Hua family's family rules are whips woven from the finest vines. Mu Xiuzhi is resolute and decisive. Having been trained in the army, she is also very skilled in martial arts. She is never vague and always uses thundering methods when dealing with her sons and grandchildren.

As soon as the voice fell, the faces of the people in the Hua family changed. Hua Tingrui stepped forward and said, "Mom, why do you have to use family rules?"

Hua Tingjin also hurriedly persuaded: "Mom, Jue knows he is wrong."

But no one could change Mu Xiuzhi's decision. She gave Hua Tingrui and his brother a silent look, and they fell silent instantly. Then she asked Hua Tingjue, "Do you accept the punishment?"

"Yeah." Hua Tingjue nodded.

"Shuanglian, fight."

"Mom!" Hua Tingjin shouted reluctantly.

Mu Xiuzhi's eyebrows were fierce, and she warned: "If you say one more word, he will be beaten more."

"Ajin, don't be impulsive." Hua Tingrui pulled Hua Tingjin's arm, and Hua Tingjin had to shut up and turned his head away from looking at his punished brother.

Jiang Wangshu's eyelashes trembled slightly. She was so scared that she stood there and forgot to speak. Her body was stiff, her lips were tightly closed, and she could hear the sound of the whip hitting Hua Tingjue. This was the first time she witnessed the strict rules of a big family and the irresistible pressure.

Hua Tingjue actually didn't want Jiang Wangshu to stand up and speak for him. He would just take the beating alone, and when his mother's anger subsided, they wouldn't both be punished. Moreover, he was indeed too reckless in this matter, so he accepted the punishment.

The whips that fell one after another were enough to shock people. He groaned and gritted his teeth to endure the pain. Everyone else avoided watching this scene.

……

"You won't plead for him?"

After several whippings, Mu Xiuzhi suddenly opened her mouth to ask a question. When she said this, her eyes were fixed on Jiang Wangshu below, and it was obvious that she was asking her.

Jiang Wangshu also realized it and responded after a moment:

"Will my plea be of any use?"

The power of these words shocked everyone. The room was silent and everyone looked at her.

Because no one dared to speak to Mu Xiuzhi, the head of the Hua family, in this way, especially an outsider who had just arrived at the Hua family, she just stood there, her posture upright, raised her head to look at Mu Xiuzhi at eye level, and her voice was cold.

Hua Tingjue also looked at her. He seemed to have forgotten the pain in his body and stared at her without blinking. At this moment, he inexplicably felt a sense of déjà vu. Indeed, no one dared to talk to his mother like this, except...

His daughter.

He remembered that Yu Yu had also retorted in the same cold voice. Thinking of his daughter, he couldn't help but lower his eyes and smile comfortingly. It turned out that they had so many similarities.

Mu Xiuzhi raised her eyebrows meaningfully, curled her lips and nodded with a smile, "Oh, it's really useless."

The emotion in her black eyes was hard to fathom. There was inquiry and scrutiny, as well as a hint of barely perceptible admiration. She thought that this little girl was probably not a useless person. She lived under someone else's roof but was neither humble nor overbearing. The calculation and ambition in her eyes were hidden deep enough. She was indeed a good candidate.

Unfortunately, the original body's family background is too bad. If we don't make up our minds to get rid of it, it will sooner or later become a stumbling block.

Jiang Wangshu was like a pine tree in the cold winter. He looked at Xiuzhi's deep and quiet eyes without any fear, and clenched his hands into fists under his sleeves.

Suddenly, Mu Xiuzhi raised her hand and said in a sharp voice, "Stop."

Lin Shuanglian withdrew her hand in time and helped Hua Tingjue up. Hua Tingrui and Hua Tingjin also went to support him.

"Are you okay?"

Hua Tingjue shook his head, "It's okay, big brother, I have a thick skin."

"Thank you, second brother." He grinned and winked coolly at Hua Tingjin.

Seeing that he could still joke, Hua Tingrui and Hua Tingjin breathed a sigh of relief.

After a long while, Mu Xiuzhi ordered in a cold voice: "Hua Tingjue, go to the ancestral hall and reflect on your mistakes." Then she smiled politely and distantly, "Miss Jiang, right?"

"Shuanglian, please ask Miss Jiang to come to the study."

"Mom, if you have any questions, just ask me. It has nothing to do with Jiang Wangshu. Just punish me." Hua Tingjue panicked all of a sudden and was eager to take responsibility, "Mom!"

He was really afraid that Jiang Wangshu could not withstand his mother's methods. In the past few years, no one in Beijing was not afraid of the head of the Hua family.

"Shuanglian, take her away." Mu Xiuzhi ignored him, her dark eyebrows moving slightly.

Lin Shuanglian understood and stretched out her hand towards the ancestral hall, "Third Young Master, please come in." Two tall and strong bodyguards immediately surrounded Hua Tingjue.

In the Hua family, no one can resist Mu Xiuzhi.

Hua Tingrui patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Mom won't harm a little girl. Go to the ancestral hall first. Ah Jin and I are here."

"Yes, my brother and I will help take care of it for you." In order to prevent the mother and son from escalating the conflict, Hua Tingjin also spoke and tried to calm his emotions.

"Yeah." Hua Tingjue had no choice but to nod. Before leaving, he endured the pain and walked to Jiang Wangshu's side. In order to comfort her, he smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. As long as I am in the Hua family, you will be here. If you leave, I will leave too!"

The pure and sincere words stunned Jiang Wangshu.