After answering Fan Huang's question, Suizi tossed another handful of herbal medicine into the crushing trough and muttered to herself:
"I gave him three days, not even one more day, not even one more hour."
Though Suizi's tone didn't differ from her usual speech, Fan Huang distinctly sensed a warning undercurrent in her words.
"What if... he gets held up with something and can't come back on time, what will you do?"
Fan Huang worried that his maiden might tear her son-in-law to pieces alive.
"Suizi, Jingting is a good kid, but at his age, he's really pushing hard in his career. You should support and encourage him more, rather than adding to your son-in-law's psychological burden."