Zhang Hongmei was the kind of woman who leaned on the conservative side.
Even after years of widowhood, she usually managed to keep her lonely heart in check.
But as she grew older, that craving began to sprout like a seed, becoming increasingly intense.
Especially today!
Just now, as she let go of her obsession to match Wang Xiaolong with Wen Yue, her mind bred many absurd thoughts.
And now, feeling the unusual sensation from Wang Xiaolong's massage, those thoughts intensified.
They almost made her sink into addiction, her expression becoming more and more dazed.
Looking up, the man in front of her seemed no longer to be Wang Xiaolong but her deceased husband.
At this moment, years of repressed longing and loneliness surged in her heart together.
At that time, Wang Xiaolong didn't notice the peculiar expression that appeared on Zhang Hongmei's face.
