Prince's Substitute Bride Is A Double-face

Emily roared hysterically. She had been used to being willful since she was a child. She was really a wild girl. Since she met the arrogant and domineering James, her life had undergone a tremendous change. "If I like you, you have to like me." James repeated.

"Damn it! What the hell is this rule?" All kinds of curses from Emily exposed her rough nature.

"I am the rule."

"Wow, do you admit that you are shit?" Emily said sharply.

"I don't want to argue with you. You are talking nonsense in such a good environment." James glanced at her in disgust, but his arms didn't move.

Emily was still unable to break away from his arms. It was impossible for her, who was as weak as an ant, to push him away.

"If you don't want to argue with me, let go of me." Emily said seriously.

"What if I don't?"

"Then don't blame me." Emily grabbed his hand and opened her mouth.

"Ouch!" It hurt so much that James frowned. This girl did it again. It seemed that she was not a cat, but a dog.

Looking at the row of teeth marks on his hand with a little blood, Emily was not softhearted at all. She would not. This guy challenged her patience and deserved it.

"So you have this eccentricity?" James raised his slender and good-looking hand, which was totally unrecognizable now.

"Yes, although I can't defeat you, I can always bite you." At this time, Emily had left his arms and sat on the other side of the back seat. She felt arrogant.

"Well, I'm not like someone who is so uncivilized." James turned his head to look out of the window, he found that the car had already started and was slowly heading for the royal family.

At this time, Emily's attention was no longer focused on James. She turned around and saw a gift shop outside. She shouted excitedly, "Murphy, stop the car for me."

"Yes, My Lady." Murphy immediately stopped the car.

James looked at her in confusion. Following her gaze, he saw the obvious gift shop.

He didn't allow her to buy him a gift.

"Don't open the door." When Murphy was about to open the door, James roared and stopped him.

"Yes, young master."

"James, what the hell do you want? I want to get out of the car."

"Don't get out of the car."

"I want to get out of the car." Emily repeated it for the second time. Generally speaking, she would never allow herself to repeat anything for a third time.

"I won't let you get out to buy that brat a gift. Absolutely not." Blue veins stood out on James' temples, and the anger in his chest rose again and again. How could he fall in love with this girl who could piss him off at any time? Was there something wrong with his brain?

"I will get out no matter you let me or not. Murphy, open the door. Otherwise, I will climb over directly. " Emily thought she must have the guts to do so.

"My Lady, don't be so aggressive. Don't act rashly. It's crowded on the street. It's easy to bump into someone if you move so casually."

"Don't lie to me. You have braked. Are you opening the door or not? Don't bully me that I can't drive. But I know which one is the switch to open the door." Emily said confidently.

"Murphy, let her get out." In the end, James chose to compromise. If it went on like this, he was afraid that she would do something stupid.

"That's my good boy. You have a little conscience." Emily blinked at James, as if thanking him for his compromise.

As soon as she got out of the car, James turned around and got out.

He followed her into that dazzling gift shop.

It was a sea of gifts. There were all kinds of daily necessities, high-end works of art, which were dazzling.

As soon as the two stepped into the shop, they immediately caused a commotion.

They were like film stars in the spotlight, no, they should be more famous than film stars.

The men and women inside couldn't help but scream. His Highness and his fiancee, who should only be seen in the royal family, came to such a small shop unexpectedly.

The customers began to scream and took out their mobile phones to take pictures of them.

It never occurred to Emily that they would cause such a sensation. She had never thought that they would be so famous before. The flashlights were shining in front of her eyes, which made her very uncomfortable. Emily felt a little disgusted and flustered.

Just then, James reached out a hand pulled her behind him.

James' tall figure protected her from the cracking of these mortals like a mountain.

"Is that enough? If that's enough, get out of here." The customers were frightened by his angry voice. They put away their phones obediently and left quickly.

Soon, there were only two of them left in the shop, and the girl who was checking out at the counter could only squat down and dare not look at them. His Highness was so horrible.

"Well, you can take your time now." Said James indifferently.

"Ahem, thank you, James." Said Emily, rubbing her nose.

It was the first time she thanked him. They would always quarrel endlessly. But the action he had just protected her behind was so cool that her heart skipped a beat.

She was so touched. He even cleared the whole gift shop for her alone. Although it was a little overbearing and unreasonable, she still liked it.

"Pick one. I'll wait for you here." It was the first time for James to go shopping with a girl. He hated shopping the most. Every time he came out, he would be surrounded by a crowd. And he had no patience to see a girl choose gifts.

Emily was happy about it, so she slipped into the big shop alone and began to shop slowly.

James sat on the sofa outside and waited, with Murphy standing aside.

Looking at these things, Emily almost went crazy. She liked them so much. In the past, she didn't dare to buy them with little pocket money. Should she blackmail this bloke this time?

Her head was spinning. She kept looking at these things.

What on earth should she buy for him?

She didn't know what he liked. She paced back and forth, but she couldn't choose the one she was satisfied with.

"Hello, James, what gifts do boys like?"

"I don't know." James answered simply.

"Forget it. It's a waste of my time to ask." Emily's eyes fell on a shelf on a high place. She couldn't reach that height at all. She had jumped several times, but she couldn't get it. She was so worried.

At this time, a long hand easily passed her and helped her take down the delicate guitar on the shelf.

"Do you want this?" James asked sourly.

"Yes, how could you get it so easily?" Emily said with an expression of grievance.

"It's all your fault. You are too short."

"James, don't look down upon me just because you are tall. I'm not short, okay? Compared with those girls who are only 1.5 meters tall. "

"Then why don't you compete with those who are 1.7 meters tall?"

"Well, it's none of your business." Emily couldn't win him.

"It's none of my business, short girl." Then James returned to the sofa and sat down.

Emily looked at the delicate and precious guitar in her hand. It was a small guitar, which was mainly a work of art. Although she didn't know how to play it, she always believed that a boy who could play guitar must be very handsome.

"Miss, is this guitar good?"

"Of course. You can adjust the string tone and try it." The saleslady introduced.

"Well, forget it. I can't play guitar." Emily held the guitar in her hand and looked at it carefully. Then she was about to put it back.

All of a sudden, James stood up and took the guitar from her hand.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"I'll help you try it."

James sat back on the sofa and adjusted the tension of each string.

A light and slow melody came out of the guitar.

It was pleasant to hear and refreshing.

Emily opened her eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief.

"Wow, you can play guitar."

"Miss, young master can play all kinds of musical instruments since he was seven or eight years old."

It was not until Murphy explained to her that Emily realized that she didn't know anything about James. She had never found that he had artistic talents.

After listening to the music quietly, Emily was very satisfied and thought it was the right guitar.

"The sound quality is average, but it's suitable to give it to that brat." After playing, James threw the guitar to her.

"Well, what do you mean by suitable to give it to him? Do you mean it's bad?" Emily got the meaning from his words.

"No, no, no. Miss, young master means this guitar is generally good. Only the exclusive guitar can attract the young master's attention and get his compliment." Murphy came over to explain.

After thinking for a while, Emily thought it was unnecessary for her to send a custom-made guitar to Jackson. This one was beautiful and artistic, it was pretty good. "Miss, pack it for me."

After picking the guitar, Emily continued to wander around and didn't want to leave. Suddenly, she saw many beautiful delicate necklaces. She was attracted by them deeply.

How ingenious the designs were! If only she could design such jewelries in the future.

She took a closer look at each necklace and found a signature in English carved on each of them, "Snow."

That was the exclusive mark of Jenny. These were her masterpieces again.

No wonder they were so beautiful. Emily was attracted by them.

"Hello, James, come here." Emily waved at James, who was sitting boringly over there.

"What do you want?" James stood up lazily and walked up to her.

"Look at these necklaces. Are they beautiful? These are my idol's works. They are really extraordinary. If only I could design such wonderful works in the future." The admiration and excitement in Emily's eyes had completely changed her into another person.☐☐☐