I worked as Fu Sinian's stand-in for five years, and even the moles on the corners of my eyes were made according to his white moonlight.
Until he asked me to donate a kidney to Bai Yueguang.
On the operating table, I smiled and dialed the phone number of my arch-rival: Come here now and grab him, and I will help you bring down Mr. Fu.
During surveillance, Fu Sinian smashed up the ward: When did she get involved with her mortal enemy?
And the most unruly prince in Beijing was holding me in his arms and kissing me:
Call me husband and I will give you my life.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
