"Hurry up, what are you dawdling for?"
Old Master Zhou held a riding crop in his hand and stood right behind her.
Merely watching her actions slow down, he would forcefully whip her back, causing her to scream in pain.
But even as her back throbbed with pain, she dared not scream loudly, for if she did, her husband behind her would whip her even more ferociously.
The husband who once showered her with affection had suddenly assumed a completely different demeanor, subjecting her to nothing but beatings and scoldings; she truly could not accept this abrupt change.
She longed to return to her parental home, never before had she so urgently wished to go back there!
"If you don't finish washing these bowls today, you're not allowed to sleep!"
Her hands were already swollen from soaking, yet Old Master Zhou continued to press her coldly from behind.
