The System Forces Me to Pretend to Be Weak

Heroine: I am a woman who can run away with a bag of rice. Suddenly got a system that calls itself the "Arab Magic Lamp". It forced me to pretend to be weak in front of a man whose whole body seemed to be plated with 24k. Male Protagonist: You see she is so weak, it seems like a gust of wind can blow her away. Passerby:...... A real masculine woman, a fake weak and delicate girl vs. An artistic young man who is the heir to a certain group. Intention: If you love him, you must pursue him