Fairy, please have some self-respect. I am not the reincarnation of your deceased husband.

When the system downgraded from “simulation” to “viewing favorability,” Chen Lianshu lost all his simulated memories. Therefore, when a group of complete strangers appeared with an overwhelming “life-and-death” favorability rating, he simply assumed it was a system malfunction. After all, in his eyes now, not only fairies, but even roadside rocks had reached the maximum favorability rating. It wasn’t until Chen Lianshu was surrounded by fairies with red eyes, insisting he was their “deceased husband,” that he realized the situation was dire. However, it was all too late… the fairies were already at each other’s throats, determined to decide who would get their husband. The rule was simple: whoever grabbed him first got him! …And outside the crowd, the aloof and ethereal Mu Qianxue, biting her lip, gripped her spirit sword tightly. Looking at her junior brother surrounded by girls, tears welled up in her eyes as she whispered resentfully, “It was me, I was first…!” “I was here first…!!” “These… treacherous cats!!!”