Liang Yun, over forty years of age, blushed with shyness. In theory, at her age,
she should have experienced everything and not be this way.
The higher a woman's status, the purer her experiences tend to be.
They do not become enriched simply because they come from a very affluent family.
So for Liang Yun, even at her age, she felt embarrassed to speak about matters between men and women.
"Mrs. Liang, what type of man do you like the most?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Liang Yun became unsettled.
"I... I don't have a particular type that I like the most, Doctor Zhang, the questions you're asking don't seem very related to what I'm seeking."
"How can it not be related? Only by knowing what kind of man you like can I prescribe the right remedy."
"When you first got together with your husband, did you feel a flutter in your heart for him?"
The two had been married for twenty years, and suddenly she was asked to remember the feelings she had when they first married.
