"You must be Aunt Mengchen," Yang Cancan said warmly. "Cancan pays her respects, Auntie."
But Wang Yue shook his head. "Sister Cancan, you've got it wrong. She's not my second aunt. She's my master, Yu Suxin."
"I'm sorry. I got that wrong," Yang Cancan said hurriedly. Then she shot Wang Yue a fierce glare—not because he hadn't told her Yu Suxin's identity beforehand and caused her to make a mistake, but because she was cursing him as a shameless womanizer.
His master?
With a woman this beautiful and sexy, there was no way Wang Yue would behave himself as her disciple. He was probably just thinking about how to get into his master's bed.
And he'd been away all night—there was a good chance he and his master had been up to no good.
