The Scumbag of Fast Transmigration Guide to Self-Help

Chapter 477 Setting 47 The Heartless Butler (4)

Mrs. Huang never thought that Yuan Jin would reject her.

In her heart, Yuan Jin is still the little boy who just entered the mansion and missed his mother when he was young, and stood under the tree crying silently. As long as you give him a candy, he will smile at you sweetly and swear to respect you as a mother for the rest of his life. filial piety.

As everyone knows, no matter how naive and innocent a child is, after suffering or torment, they will shed a layer of skin and change into a new look.

In less than three months, all the funds in the account were taken away by Huang Hui and squandered.

Mrs. Huang, who was going to withdraw funds to prepare goods, called Mr. Accountant, and before she could speak, he knelt down and told her everything.

She was angry and angry, and when her emotions reached the extreme, she became calm.

She sent someone to call her son Huang Hui, but of course, she used other excuses.

In the first few days, Huang Hui misappropriated the money in the account, and he was also worried.Because Yuan Jin left, no one gave him a clue.

So, that time he passed out after smoking a heavy cigarette. When he woke up and saw his mother coming menacingly, he thought he had been discovered and was frightened.

However, it was just a false alarm.

Gradually, his courage became more and more bold, and he acted more and more without scruples.

He lazily followed the young man into the main hall, before he could stand upright, the freshly brewed tea and cups rubbed against his cheeks and fell to pieces.

He was stunned for a few seconds, and when he looked at his mother, his heart sank endlessly, his legs trembled unconsciously, and finally he knelt down directly.Weeping loudly: "Mother, I am for this family."

"I think you want me to die with you!" Mrs. Huang stepped forward and gave him two big mouths, so hard that the corners of his mouth bleed.

"Mom, I just took some money, you don't care about mother-child separation at all!" Huang Hui straightened his back, determined that his mother would not kill him.

He is the only child of the Huang family and the only heir.

Mrs. Huang's heart was full of sadness. It was her own soft heart that harmed her only son.

If there is no money to prepare new goods, the business in the store will not be good.If the delay is longer, it is estimated that even the wages of the guys will not be paid.At that time... She really didn't dare to think about it.

"Where did you spend all your money!" Her tone was firm, her eyes were full of evil, and her complexion was as terrifying as a Rakshasa.

"A flower is a flower." Huang Hui deliberately turned his neck away from looking at his own mother, but his heart felt weak.

If his mother knew that he was still smoking opium and stole money from the family account to smoke opium, he would be beaten to death.

His fears soon became reality.

Madam Huang took down the riding whip hanging in the middle of the hall in front of him.It was passed down from generation to generation by the ancestors of the Huang family, and taught the descendants of the Huang family who violated the ancestral system.

She didn't even think about it and threw it at her son.

The whip of the horse hit Huang Hui's shoulder and narrowly passed over his cheek. He rolled on the ground in pain. He tried to avoid his calf but cramped weakly. The second whip landed on his leg, and the third whip fell on his belly...

Mrs. Huang has been pampered and pampered all her life, and she is much stronger than people of the same age group, but today she is really angry, and she has a little more hatred when she starts.

The master disciplines the young master, so the servants naturally dare not stop him.So he watched Madam Huang being whipped for the tenth time, and the young master Huang Hui was lying on the ground dripping with blood without making a sound.

Huang Hui was beaten to death by his own mother!
Normally speaking, a grown man would not be beaten to death by a woman's ten whips.Huang Hui is the exception.

Because his mother forbade Huang Hui to smoke opium, Huang Hui found another way to smoke it instead, and during this time Mrs. Huang was busy with business and had no time to take care of him, so he smoked day and night.No matter how good his body was, he couldn't resist such desperate torture, and when he met Mrs. Huang's whip, he was so angry that he left without getting up.

His son died, but he was beaten to death by himself.Mrs. Huang was dumbfounded.

When she came to her senses, she cried until her heart was torn apart.

"My son, your life is bitter."

The subordinates did not expect that things would develop like this, and they panicked.

After death, all Mrs. Huang can remember is what she owed her son.

Now that the matter has come to an end, she has no intention of arguing about it anymore.

In the beginning, she was wrong.One wrong step, one wrong step, to get to where we are today.

The next day, Yuan Jin and Yushan opened a shop for business. They heard the customers talking about the Huang family, and then they learned that the eldest young master Huang Hui had died of a sudden illness last night.

Yushan absently dusted the dust with a feather duster, but what came to mind was Huang Hui's slightly greasy and wretched face.

Strictly speaking, Huang Hui is not a bad person, he has expressed his affection for her several times, and he is not angry when she rejects her.

On the day of the bridal chamber, he didn't force her to do anything. Instead, he kindly persuaded her to be the eldest mistress of the mansion and enjoy the blessings with him, saying that he would never treat her badly in the future.

But he's definitely not a good guy either.

He clearly knew that she and Yuan Jin were childhood sweethearts, and he still obeyed the arrangement to forcefully marry her.

A living person suddenly lost his life, and she felt very emotional in her heart.

Mrs. Huang held a simple funeral ceremony for her son, and didn't even let outsiders enter the mansion to worship.

As soon as her son's first seven days passed, she sent someone to invite Yuan Jin and Yu Shan, and knelt down in front of them to plead guilty.

Yushan's heart is soft, and she wants to help her up with red eyes, but Yuan Jin firmly holds her hand.

"I know you must think I'm hypocritical, but I really know I'm wrong." Mrs. Huang closed her eyes, and tears flowed down her cheeks into the white skirt, which broke people's hearts.

The cruelest thing in the world is when a white-haired person sends a black-haired person. She lost her husband first, and now she loses her son. It must be called retribution.

In front of the two of them, Mrs. Huang tore up the old bills and said with sadness and relief: "You are free. You can go wherever you want from now on."

Yu Shan's tears flowed down her cheeks, and she swore to stay here for the rest of her life as she opened and closed her lips.

Yuan Jin looked at the actor and was deeply moved by himself. The theatergoer had no idea that he was in the play and coughed lightly, "Thank you madam for your generosity. We, husband and wife, will leave tomorrow."

Yushan looked at the man in front of him in shock, not understanding how his heart could be so cruel.

Madam, she just lost her son.How pitiful.

So, when Yuan Jin reached out to pull her, she avoided it.

Madam Huang did not expect Yuan Jin to leave.

As a woman, Mrs. Huang has been able to keep such a large family business of the Huang family for more than ten years, and she has a lot of means.Among them, what she is best at is retreating to advance.

This time, what she planned was to use her grief to invite the two of them back to the mansion, so as to take care of the business for her and let her live for the rest of her life.

But Yuan Jin actually got off the slope and wanted to leave, how could she accept it!
She, who was dressed haggard on purpose, fainted in front of the two of them.

(End of this chapter)