The Entire Sect Thinks He’s Madly in Love with Me

I was reborn, and the first thing I saw was the enemy who had slaughtered my entire family in my previous life, asleep on the couch next door. Perfect. I immediately put on the aloof airs of a senior disciple and treated him with cold indifference. Yet in front of everyone, I deliberately showed him unmistakable “special attention.” I watched as my “favoritism” made everyone point fingers at him, and my “casual defense” left him unable to clear his name. When he was poisoned and injured, I watched coldly, then sighed to someone else, “Junior Brother is so stubborn. It’s… worrying.” Everyone praised my deep devotion and pitied him for his coldheartedness. He glared at me through gritted teeth, fire blazing in his eyes, but couldn’t find a single thing to fault me for. During the sect tournament, we accidentally fell into a dual-cultivation formation. The first thing we did upon waking was point our weapons at each other. In the middle of the fight, his expression suddenly changed, and he bent over, gagging. I lowered my sword and sneered. “What, are you pregnant?” His face instantly turned as white as paper. My sneer froze in place. …Wait, seriously?!