Because she had already seen Zhou Xinlan lying on the bed, secretly comforting herself!
Although Zhou Xinlan was covered with a quilt, it was not tightly covered. As someone who had been through it, Huang Yingying could obviously tell what her own mother was doing in bed!
"Mom, how could you... how could you do this?" Huang Yingying asked in disbelief.
Zhou Xinlan's cheeks were burning hot, as if she had been through several intense confrontations. She even felt she could no longer face anyone, wishing she could just bang her head and die!
Sneakily doing such a thing and then being found out by her own daughter, even caught in the act—could there be anything more embarrassing?
"It's all your fault. You had to talk about those things in front of me, so of course I... I also..."
Zhou Xinlan, in order to maintain her dignity and face as a mother, began to forcefully shift the blame.
