Sun Haowei stared at the butler in disbelief, and turned back to look at the descending view of his wife. He growled when he saw his father once again lay his greasy hands all over her body, as she tugged him back up the stairs slowly.
It didn't cross his mind that his wife was purposely preventing his father from touching the railings. All he could focus on were the creases in the fabric of her shirt, created by his father's fingers.
Meanwhile Bi Yu fixed a smile on her face, as she endured his pawing and squeezes, and the way her father-in-law was creepily sniffing at her hair. Just a few more steps and she would arrive at the top!
"Such a kind daughter-in-law," Sun Long sucked in a deep breath, inhaling her fragrance. His dear daughter-in-law smelled divine, even if there was a faint hint of dirt underneath it all.