Everyone thought Li Shennian had married a useless fake heiress, and the whole country was waiting to see them become a laughingstock.
But could someone tell them what this supposedly useless fake heiress had actually done?
One jab with her needle, and you're left without an heir! One punch, and steel bars snap in two! One stomp, and the world's bigwigs tremble three times over!
Li Shennian has countless admirers, all eager to give Chu Jinran a hard time. In the end, they either cry, end up crippled, or get sent to a psychiatric hospital.
Good heavens! Will someone please take this menace off our hands? Everyone complained to Lord Li: “Your wife bullies people. Aren't you going to do something?”
Li Shennian didn't so much as blink. “My wife is delicate and can't even look after herself. Don't make things up.”
Whatever she wants, even if it's the heavens, he'll buy it for her.
“Wifey, when are you coming back from your parents' home? Should I come get you? I'll kneel on a washboard, a keyboard, or a durian, anything you like.”
