Prince's Substitute Bride Is A Double-face

"Oh, okay. Please don't ride too far, My Lady." Luke asked the servant to take out a small pink bike from the garage. It seemed that it was specially designed for her. It was small, convenient and cute.

"Wow, what a lovely bike! It must be comfortable to ride it." Emily easily got on the bike and rushed out.

She used to go to school by bike every day in junior high school. Now she hadn't ridden for a long time. It felt good to ride fast and freely.

"Wow, it's so cool!" Emily opened her arms. The cool and natural breeze blew into her sleeves. The ivy climbs on both sides of the road were exuberant, and there was a long and narrow green path.

Every time she went home by car, she couldn't have a good look at this road. It was so beautiful. Why didn't she know it before?

Emily closed her eyes and opened her arms to welcome the cool breeze.

"Plump --"

"Brake --"

Emily fell to the ground with her bike. Just 30 centimeters away from her, a silver Lamborghini stopped in time to prevent the accident from happening.

"Ouch! My butt." Emily just fell on the green grass nearby. Fortunately, her arms and knees were not grazed. Otherwise, on the engagement day, if she showed up with wounds, she would definitely be laughed to death.

Someone got off the car immediately. It was a driver.

"Miss, are you okay?" The driver was very modest, not as domineering as a real rich man.

"I'm fine." Emily glanced at the car curiously and found a young man in white shirt sitting on the back seat. His dazzling silver hair was slightly long and comfortably stuck to his head. His bangs were well trimmed and just reached his eyebrows, and his thick curly eyelashes were fluttering. He had fair skin, handsome features and elegant temperament.

He pursed his red thin lips tightly, lowered his eyes and read carefully, not affected by the sudden brake just now.

The most special thing was that there was a lachrymal mole at the corner of his left eye, which was not too big or too small. The mole was just right dotted there, making him look feminine and melancholy.

"Miss, miss..." The driver called her several times before she came back to her senses.

we'll leave. Please don't close your eyes and don't let go of the handle bar when you ride in the future, okay?" The driver was a middle-aged man about thirty or forty years old. He kindly and sincerely persuaded

little guilty and embarrassed. Just now, she wanted to break out into curses. "Who the

their attitude, could she

started to ride again. The exquisite luxury car passed by her side. The young man with a lachrymal mole finally raised his head, glanced at her face, and finally brushed

not know that just because of this

silver Lamborghini, the young man put down the newspaper in his hand and finally opened

young master. I just remembered that she is the girl who will be engaged next Wednesday to

kind of girl could attract the attention of the royal family, but he didn't expect that it would be such an ordinary girl. There are many girls much

have seen it on newspapers and magazines several times. It is

The young man didn't say anything and fell into a

and

I never ride it. One day, I rode it on a whim to go to the market. With a little whip in my hand, I

won't be so lucky." Later, Emily simply shut up and didn't dare to sing such

long green road to a bright world, and came to the

was crowded. Perhaps it was because of

about whether she should call Justin and ask him out for fun. But on second thought, if she was found to be with him every day, there would definitely be

had to ride

and turned around. She saw a girl with short hair winking at her playfully, with a large shopping bag of famous brand in her hand. She must have gone through a fierce shopping battle. Behind her was a tall and strong

came to a conclusion, "This

Emily had a good impression of this girl and thought that she might be the first female friend she had made in Holy

But why do you wear such clothes to ride a bike in the city? Do you want to exercise? I haven't ridden it for a long time. Do you want to give me a ride? " Lisa got on the bike

to the car and wait for me. As for when you will pick me up,

left, leaving the two of them

if you can carry me, although I'm only

in junior high school, I was a female hero on campus. I could ride a bike and flew in the school at a fast and stable speed." Emily promised confidently, patting her

I believe you.

tight. Let's go." Holding the handle bar, Emily steadily shuttled through the busy

things and had feelings she

up