Yu Tao has secretly admired her little senior sect brother for a long time.

Her little senior brother, Yu Li, is as cool and aloof as jade, indifferent to others and keeping his distance, yet he’s unusually gentle and caring toward her, a new sect member, showering her with special attention—basically a double standard.

Hopelessly romantic, Yu Tao is over the moon: Isn’t this the perfect mutual love story?

Until one day, she suddenly learns that she’s actually a stand-in for the heroine in a tragic romance novel set in the cultivation world, and Yu Li is the male lead. His kindness toward her is merely because she somewhat resembles the real heroine.

That very night, Yu Tao gets drunk and spends the entire evening cursing him as a scumbag. After sobering up, she vows to lock her heart away and never look at Yu Li again.

After a few months of avoiding him, Yu Li finally corners her at the door.

The young man lowers his gaze, following behind her like an abandoned cat. His fingers tightly grip her wrist, not letting her leave, yet he says nothing, simply holding on.

Unable to shake him off, Yu Tao adopts a sarcastic tone.

“Little Senior Brother, why are you looking for me? That portrait hidden in your room—who is it, really? Don’t tell me, don’t tell me… it’s me, is it?”

The moment she finishes speaking, the aloof young man’s pale ears flush red, and his voice comes out awkward and stiff.

“…How did you know?”

Eh, what, huh!?