Ye Ran finds herself transported into a restrictive novel, becoming the female lead with an ultimate cauldron physique.
In the original story, once her physique is discovered, she is relentlessly pursued and fought over by the male lead and various side characters, leaving her with no control over her fate.
Determined to avoid following the female lead’s tragic path, Ye Ran carefully conceals her physique.
But one day, she starts receiving love letters—each one shockingly bold, often leaving her blushing furiously.
And the signature? None other than her aloof, untouchable senior martial brother, Lu Li.
Reading the letters’ mentions of his fondness for little whips, Ye Ran feels deeply conflicted.
As the letters pile up, so does her unease.
Because she knows that beneath Lu Li’s gentle and refined exterior lies a ruthless, cold-blooded villain—the only one in this restrictive novel who doesn’t love the female lead but lives only to kill.
Ye Ran: No wonder he’s the villain. So this is his thing.
…
After a period of anxiety, Ye Ran notices that Lu Li remains as distant and indifferent toward her as ever, as if the man obsessed with her in the letters isn’t him at all.
So her interest shifts—from fear to curiosity, secretly uncovering Lu Li’s peculiar tastes through each letter.
Until one day, Lu Li invites her to meet in a letter, and her cauldron physique happens to act up.
Ye Ran immediately decides to cling to the villain’s thigh, hoping he will fend off the male lead and his cronies. That very night, she heads straight to Lu Li’s place—little whip in hand.
Afterward, she scatters all the love letters over Lu Li, gently lifts his chin, and says:
“Stop pretending. I know you like it.”
No sooner have the words left her mouth than her gaze shifts. On the wall, she spots a phrase written in Lu Li’s own hand—and the handwriting doesn’t match the letters in the slightest.
“Sorry, wrong person.”
Flustered, Ye Ran scrambles to gather the letters, ready to flee.
But in the next moment, Lu Li traps her in place.
“You guessed right,” he says. “I really do like it.”
Ye Ran: “???”
…
Later, Ye Ran is full of regret.
Ye Ran: If I’d known one villain could outdo seven men, I never would’ve clung to this thigh. (Sobbing loudly)
