[The system forced me to be a substitute, but the target was myself?
After death, I was bound to the "Death System".
Mission: Use a face that is seven-thirds like Bai Yueguang's to cure the paranoid man who killed me personally, Yan She.
I endured my nausea and applied for the job. When I looked up, I saw a huge black and white portrait of me hanging in his office!
Yan She pointed at the photo, his eyes hot and cruel: "Newcomer, you look like her - my dead secretary who doesn't know how to praise."
The system forces me to imitate Bai Yueguang's gentleness, but I can't help but show off my capable instinct as a secretary.
Until I tore open the oil painting of White Moonlight and saw my own face underneath.
Yan She hugged me from behind and laughed wildly: "Qiqi, is it fun to pretend to have amnesia?"
——Stop pretending, King of Hell. You and I are both crazy in this scene.
