บท 280: No One Can Be Happy!

To make matters worse, the walls were paper-thin and the bedframes rickety, which meant that Yue Niang had the dubious honour of being able to count every thrust the man made before he came. Perhaps a pervert would find more pleasure, but all Yue Niang wanted to do was to storm into their apartment and yell at them to shut up.

Also, the highest she counted for thrusts was 60. That man didn't even last five minutes! Back then, she felt intense pity for his wife, who most likely had not gotten any satisfaction from that act. 

Come to think of it, the rhythmic thumps sounded oddly familiar. It had been decades, and her memory wasn't as good as before, but the sound of the thumps that echoed in their house were almost like the ones she heard back then, in that dingy apartment!

Yue Niang's eyes narrowed as she connected the puzzle pieces, only to realise she hated the picture they formed. Xin Yu took a quick glance at her mother-in-law and despaired.