The Stepmother’s Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era

"Honey, you’ve struck it rich."

After glancing at the man with an unclear meaning, Shen Mingzhu closed the brocade box lid, placed it in the innermost part of her handbag, zipped it up, and handed the handbag to the man.

"Keep an eye on it. If you lose it, I’ll chop you up."

Pei Yang hugged the handbag tightly, secretly delighted by his wife’s trust in him.

"Aren’t you afraid I’ll run off with it?"

Shen Mingzhu gave him a sidelong glance, smiling but not quite, "Then you’d better run fast and not let me catch you, or I’ll break your legs."

Pei Yang leaned in close to her, his tone slightly lewd, "Honey, which leg are you going to break?"

"All three of them."

"..."

So vicious!