White Moonlight Substitute
After I Opened a White Moonlight Substitute Training Class
The friends of the Crown Prince of the Beijing Circle were always laughing at me for being a hick, saying I wasn’t even worthy of being a stand-in for his white moonlight.
They even predicted that I’d be packing up and leaving in less than a month.
I panicked and immediately summoned my seven older sisters for emergency training in the art of being a white moonlight substitute.
Even if I got fired, there was no way I was letting such a cushy gig fall into an outsider’s hands!
Then, a year later, the white moonlight returned to the country. The moment the crown prince saw her face-he threw up.
Trembling, he said, “I’m sick of it. So sick of it. For the rest of my life, I never want to see that face again!”
