Ouyang Xueqing's belly full of anger instantly dosed with a bucket of cold water and dissipated, her heart sank to the pit of her stomach and even her voice was hoarse when she whispered. "W—What? What did you say?"
"Mo Yujian's reputation is infamous throughout the country. With a powerful and rich father, he become the kind of young master that lived his life in wine and pleasure. He is the worst kind of man that loved to visit the brothels regularly even though he has a fiancée."
Ouyang Xueqing was speechless as the image of pure celestial being that had descended from heaven in her mind cracked and crumbled in pieces.
She felt so suffocated that she almost puked her breakfast out.
How could…how could the man that she had owed this debt to turn out to be such a bastard?
