Yin Huaizhu stared intently at Hang Suisui, his dark eyes revealing a hint of urgency and a touch of unconscious tension.

Hang Suisui looked at Yin Huaizhu with a puzzled expression.

She met many people here, but they were all people that the eldest daughter of the Hang family knew.

Hang Suisui scratched her head, removed the flowers and leaves from her head, and her hair gradually returned to its black color.

"Hmm... I've been cultivating for too long... I can't quite remember it."

As soon as she finished speaking, Hang Suisui felt Yin Huaizhu's hand, which was supporting her shoulder, suddenly stiffen.

She looked up at Yin Huaizhu, but couldn't detect anything unusual on his face.

On her fair, snow-white face, a faint, slightly upturned smile still lingered at the corners of her mouth.

Looking at his eyebrows and eyes, his sword-like eyebrows were as black as ink, extremely delicate and beautiful.

Her phoenix eyes were like deep lakes, and at this moment her eyelids were slightly lowered, making it impossible to see the emotions in her eyes.

Her thick, long eyelashes were fluttering gently like butterfly wings.

In that instant, the oppressive atmosphere in the air made Hang Suisui realize that something was wrong.

She suddenly felt that Yin Huaizhu was even more broken than she was when her disguise was exposed.

Just a moment later, Yin Huaizhu raised her eyelids, her eyes still deep and unfathomable, and the corners of her lips turned up, showing no sign of anything amiss.

It was as if the strangeness of that moment just now was Hang Suisui's illusion.

For some reason, Hang Suisui felt a sudden pang of unease as she looked at Yin Huaizhu's still-smiling face.

Yin Huaizhu smiled gently.

"We haven't had lunch yet. I'll go and ask someone to prepare something new."

She was still so gentle, her tone still soft and smiling.

Without waiting for Hang Suisui's reply, he got up and left the room.

Seeing the closed door, Hang Suisui's womanly intuition kicked in.

[001, I feel like something's off with Yin Huaizhu?]

001: [Something seems off. It looks fine to me.]

Hang Suisui swallowed slightly.

[Well, the way she laughs is a bit chilling.]

Question 001: [Isn't he always like this? He has a nice smile, so why is he cold?]

Hang Suisui took a deep breath.

You don't understand.

The more alluring, the more dangerous.

His appearance is unsafe.

For some reason, she had a feeling that she was in trouble.

But where did this come from?