Lin Yueru was momentarily at a loss for words with Zhang Yang, especially since, being in her forties, this was an age ripe with desires.
However, her husband was willing but no longer capable in certain aspects, and it wasn't a matter of emotion but rather a physical limitation.
Lin Yueru struggled internally, her mind filled with the intense scenes she had just experienced with Zhang Yang.
Finally, she sighed quietly, then said to Zhang Yang, "First, find a way to get me back to my room. I cannot stay here tonight. As for what happens next, let me think it over and we'll talk later."
Zhang Yang didn't press her too hard, knowing that haste might spoil things.
The seeds of desire had already taken root and were sprouting; this woman would eventually compromise with him.
Zhang Yang found it thrilling beyond belief that such a twist of fate had led him to an unspeakable relationship with Lin Yueru today.