A buzz rang in Yang Bingqing's head for a long time, as though the earth had swept off of her feet.
"What…What are you saying?" She stumbled, supporting her weight against a table bedside the couch. Her heart hammered with a speed that would threaten unconsciousness if not steadied in time.
"Wh-What is this I am hearing…? Are you making a fool out of me!"
Mingshen grimaced. "Why are you so shocked? You were the one pushing us in one bed all this time."
"All in my sweet imagination! I didn't know it would turn out to be true…!"
She grabbed his arms and pushed him on the couch. Her piercing gaze left him no room to escape, not that he was looking to escape either.
"Tell. Me. Everything."
"Ew. Mom, you are interested in your son's sex life?"
"Shut up! Tell me from the beginning! How it happened, when it happened, why it happened - don't skip a single thing!"
"Wow, gossiping about your own son."
