Wang Cuihua stealthily leaned against the door, listening for any movement inside. Assuming her son was being shameless again, she impulsively wanted to push the door open.
As she touched the door, someone held onto it.
When she looked back, Yu Shuisheng was standing behind her, grinning. Wang Cuihua got startled.
Good Lord, was he some kind of spirit that existed behind her?!
How come she did not hear him approaching?
Wang Cuihua looked at her husband in bewilderment, as if questioning why he was stopping her.
Yu Shuisheng shook his head, placed a finger over his lips, signaling for silence.
The more Wang Cuihua kept holding back, the more she feared that their son was being seduced into the abyss of evil.
While others were worried about their sons and sons' wives not getting along, she was more worried that Suizi was being too lenient with their defiant son, spoiling Yu Tiegen rotten.