Huanhuan looked at the man who was clearly happy but pretending to be angry. She said helplessly, "I only know that Shuang Yun likes to be arrogant for no reason. I didn't expect you to be influenced by him."
Xue Ling reached out to take the golden willow flower, and his fingers touched Huanhuan.
Before Huanhuan could react, Xue Ling had already retracted his fingers.
He turned the golden willow flower in his hand and asked casually, "When I went to look for you just now, I saw you looking dejected. Did you encounter some trouble?"
Huanhuan wanted to say that she might be killed in the future, but just as she opened her mouth, she heard the system's voice.
"Don't tell anyone."
Huanhuan was stunned for a moment before blurting out, "Why?"
The system said, "Don't tell anyone about this until the identity of the murderer is completely clear. Not even your mates."
Xue Ling frowned slightly. "What do you mean, why?"
