She swiftly took a step back. "I couldn't possibly tell you what he owes me, now could I? Even if I told you, would you be able to repay me on his behalf?"
Wu Fang's was intrigued. "Well…that depends on what it is. Try me. For example…"
Yan Qingsi smiled. "For example, sleeping with someone, then putting on your pants and disappearing quietly the next day? I don't really care if the son-of-a-b*tch doesn't pay for the room, but he even took away my cell phone. Are you able to manage this kind of debt?"
Those words…contained too much lurid information. Wu Fang found everything hard to stomach and realizing that it…was not an easy debt to manage indeed.
Wu Fang rubbed his nose and asked, "Are you sure it's our CEO Yue?"
"If he's not the b*stard I'm looking for, who could it be then? You?"
