The System Forced Me to Recover the School Beauty at the Crematorium

The faint blue light of the mobile phone screen reflected Lin Xiu's stiff smile - the wife-chasing system that was bound three days ago was counting down: 02:59:59. Every step she took when she was forced to get close to school beauty Shen Xia was like stepping on the tip of a knife, especially when she used a drawing board to block the milk tea he handed her. The system prompt sounded coldly: Crematorium mission activated: Uncover the secret of the scar on her right wrist. What the time traveler is best at is escaping, but when he saw her hiding in the corner of the studio tearing up her mother's control-freak schedule, those tasks that were forced to be completed suddenly took on warmth. In this system-controlled wife-chasing game, the most dangerous thing is to sink sober. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.