Yu Jingting narrowly escaped the feather duster his wife had swung at him.
"Woman! Have you lost your mind?!"
What did he do wrong?! Why did he deserve that?!
"Gift from Mother, my scepter, eh, my feather duster! Just testing to see how well it works." Suizi weighed it in her hand with satisfaction. It felt good and handy.
"When we buy a house in the city in the future, I'm going to get a cabinet to display this feather duster."
Suizi waved around, extremely pleased.
This was the power bestowed by her mother-in-law.
Primarily for disciplining unruly men.
"Why couldn't she teach you something better?!" Yu Jingting was speechless.
When his wife first joined their family, she was as gentle as a little white bunny, barely raising her voice.
Yet merely months later, under the influence of his formidable mother, she's learned to wield a feather duster against others?
