Liu Mang had to admit that Sun Yanhong was indeed very beautiful, mature, sexy, and alluring.
Especially her charm, it could rival Murong Yanran's easily, wielding a fatal attraction for young men.
Having an affair with such a woman seemed like no big deal at all.
However, he didn't know this woman at all; today was just their first meeting and he had never considered the possibility of developing a relationship with her.
Besides, she used to be the woman of his own master, Lan Qingyuan.
Sun Yanhong stared at Liu Mang intently, "I didn't say you should repay your master's emotional debt for him. He owes me far too much, not just an emotional debt but many other things as well. He owes me twenty years of my youth, repay that for him!"
Liu Mang said, "Time is something, even if I wanted to, I can't repay. What happened between you and my master is already twenty years in the past, and my master has passed away. You should let it all go and not dwell on it so much."
