After rebirth, I remarried the domineering 9000-year-old

Shangshu Mansion.

Mrs. Hu sat at the table, picked up a cup of hot tea, skimmed off the foam with the lid, and looked at her daughter who had walked back and forth in front of her no less than a hundred times, feeling both angry and amused.

"Don't wander around anymore, or you'll dazzle me. When you get married to Shen Beiyue tomorrow, I won't be able to embroider your wedding quilt myself."

"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about?" Hu Shuang'er's pretty face turned red, and she grabbed her handkerchief and finally stopped walking around.

But he was only quiet for a short while before he couldn't help but pace back and forth again, occasionally craning his neck to look outside: "Mom, it's been an hour, why hasn't Dad come back yet?"

"Could there be some accident?"

Mrs. Hu was at a loss for words. "It's only been an hour. Why are you in such a hurry? It's almost lunchtime. Old Marquis Shen is always so polite and will definitely keep your father for lunch. How could he be back so soon?"

"Why are you so anxious?"

Mrs. Hu put down her teacup and said, "You're going to be the mistress of the house in the future. How can you still be so impatient?"

Seeing her daughter's face drooping, Mrs. Hu changed the subject: "Alas, it's mother who has caused you trouble. How can a daughter not look like her mother?"

Hu Shuang'er was stunned, a hint of doubt flashed across her eyes, and then she heard her mother say, "When I was young, I was just as eager to get married as you are!"

"Don't think that mother always bullies your father now. Back then, I felt like I missed you so much even if I didn't see you for a long time. I wished your father would marry me as soon as he got married..."

She paused at her daughter's gossipy gaze and said, "Well, just like you are now."

Hu Shuang'er: ...

After Mrs. Hu's words of comfort, Hu Shuang'er's anxious mood calmed down a little, but she still glanced outside from time to time.

Every time she saw a servant coming this way, she would stare at him eagerly, making several passing servants so nervous that they were at their wits' end...

Finally, a servant came over and reported: "Madam, Miss, the master is back!"

Hu Shuang'er showed surprise on her face, jumped up from the chair, and ran away, leaving Mrs. Hu far behind.

Mrs. Hu held her forehead with her hand. She couldn't bear to watch her daughter behave like this.

Her expression was calm as she said to the maid waiting beside her: "Let's go to the door to meet the master."

In fact, Minister Hu had returned a long time ago, and he came back in disgrace with a carriage full of carefully prepared valuable gifts.

But facing the gate of the Shangshu Mansion, which was so familiar to him, he just didn't dare to go in.

There was really no other way, so he could only order the carriage to circle the inner city a few more times. All the way, he was racking his brains over what to say when he got back so that his daughter wouldn't cry and his wife wouldn't scold him...

He actually hadn't made up his mind yet, but he had already met several colleagues on the street, and was even run into by the same colleague twice.

When they ran into each other for the second time, the colleague asked, "Where are you going, Sir Hu? Why are you passing by here again? Are you lost?"

He couldn't answer any of these three questions, so he replied impatiently: "I can go wherever I want, it's none of your business."

After saying it, he regretted it. He hadn't offended him...

In short, he couldn't stay on the street any longer, so he had to go home.

Whenever someone greeted him on the road, he would close the car curtains tightly and pretend to be deaf.

When they arrived at the gate of the Shangshu Mansion, Shangshu Hu ordered the servant to drive the carriage into the mansion through the side door and then quietly transport the gifts to the warehouse.

Only after seeing the servant drive the carriage away did he straighten his clothes and prepare to return home to see his wife and daughter.

Let’s keep it a secret for now, and hide it for as long as possible.

He really couldn't bear to see his precious daughter cry, and he didn't want to hear his wife scold him for being useless.

He took a deep breath and stepped onto the stairs.

He never expected that when he took the second step, he saw his beloved daughter standing at the door looking at him, her eyes red and filled with tears.

Minister Hu's heart skipped a beat. He quickly put on a smile and walked towards his daughter: "Shuang'er, why did you come out?"

"It's windy outside. Come on, follow Dad inside."

But Hu Shuang'er's mouth drooped, and tears fell: "Dad, Brother Beiyue, he, he... doesn't want me?"

Minister Hu's smile froze, and he quickly said, "How is that possible? My precious daughter is the best in the world. Who would be willing to give you up?"

"Stop crying, ah!"

Minister Hu took out a handkerchief from his bosom and clumsily wiped his daughter's tears, secretly making up his mind.

Whether he had to beg Old Marquis Shen or break Shen Beiyue's legs, he would make sure that boy happily married his daughter!