Lightning flashes, the wind howls, like a terrifying ghost emerging from its grave.,"Tan Ge, is this woman the eldest miss of the An family" The speaker was a young man with yellow hair. He had a good-looking face, but his mannerisms were sleazy and he seemed like a little gangster.,"Your father, in order to secure funds for the family, has betrothed you, young miss, to our Ninth Master." Huang Chen laughed, his eyes seeming to hold a hint of sympathy.。