She deliberately drew out her voice, looking at Qiu Yiming's nervous and flustered appearance with a teasing smile.
Indeed, Qiu Yiming was somewhat at a loss. Having his ulterior motive exposed, he instantly felt guilty. He had purposefully learned massage techniques, preparing to use them to show filial piety, but because he was too busy, he seldom had the chance to massage Zhou Fanghua's shoulders. Now, he finally did it for her, but it was for a purposeful favor, not simply out of filial piety.
Directly called out by Zhou Fanghua, he felt extremely guilty, thinking he was truly unfilial!
Zhou Fanghua laughed and patted his hand, scolding playfully, "Look at you, no longer a child. I say a few words to you, and you get all nervous. It's not a big deal, what's there to fuss about? My son is meant for greater things; how can he be expected to spend all day doing such menial tasks!"
