Struggling to control her expression and make it less ferocious, she rolled up her sleeves, and her hands crackled as she clenched them: "Wang Jinhua, if you blabber once more, do you believe that today I could beat you until you look like a pig's head?"
Jinhua's voice abruptly stopped.
She looked at Wang Yongzhu with horror, then turned to glance at Lady Jiang.
Lady Jiang's heart also skipped a beat, as she recalled the scenes when her sister-in-law got angry and threw tantrums in the past.
In the past, her sister-in-law rarely lost her temper, not because she was mild-mannered, but because everyone catered to her. At most, she would show some minor displeasure, slam a door, or kick a stool, and that was that.
The valuable items were all kept by the mother-in-law, the sister-in-law seldom entered the sooty kitchen, and the kitchenware was thus spared, so the family simply treated it as the young girl's temper and didn't take it seriously.
