My Substitute Bride:

The man called Tan Ge glanced at him, his face impassive. "Yes," he said.,"She's really pretty... But it's a shame she followed our Ninth Master." The thug whistled, his gaze even more unrestrained.,The person behind me slept peacefully, the car lights were dim, but her complexion was as white as jade, with a rosy tinge on her lips, tempting to be captured. The mole beneath her eye, a black teardrop, was irresistible.。