Aunt Xi's words had barely finished when Fang Pingying's face turned slightly red; after all, she was still a maiden, and it was somewhat embarrassing to hear such matters discussed so openly.
But Zhou Yunmei didn't seem to feel there was anything to be embarrassed about, she chuckled softly, "You should talk about these things with your son in advance. Young people, once their temper flares up, they pay no attention to such matters, not caring whether their body feels unwell or not."
As Zhou Yunmei spoke, she gave Fang Pingying a look that almost went unnoticed, recalling the time she knocked on the wall, certain that Fang Pingying was then doing that deed with Luo Zhiyong.
Fang Pingying, unaware of what had happened that day in Zhou Yunmei's room, thought Zhou Yunmei's words were about Luo Zhiming and his wife, and so she remained silent.
