When Ruan Jiao was six, she lost her parents and was entrusted to the care of her father's business partner, the uncle she had called that since she was little.
Her uncle was reserved and aloof, like a flower atop a mountain peak. But with her, he was gentle and attentive, pampering her like a little princess as she grew up.
The girl's secret crush took root and blossomed. She was discovering love, and her heart and eyes were full of him. But no matter how she flirted with him, he remained unmoved. In his eyes, she was just a little brat who would never grow up.
Later, her uncle's first love returned from abroad. Everyone praised them as a match made in heaven, and rumors said they would get engaged sooner or later.
On her nineteenth birthday, Ruan Jiao climbed into Bo Xiyu's bed.
"Uncle, won't you let me be yours?" The girl nestled into his arms, her slender pale arms wrapped tightly around his waist as she spoke in a soft voice. Her tearful eyes glimmered in the darkness. With her dark hair and red lips, she looked like a temptress leading him into ruin.
"Ruan Jiao, have you no shame?" His deep eyes fixed on her as he pushed her away without mercy.
Early the next morning, Bo Xiyu forced Ruan Jiao to go abroad to study, sending her off with a plane ticket.
"Uncle, I know I was wrong. Can you please not send me away?" The girl clutched Bo Xiyu's sleeve, her eyes red and full of tears.
"Study hard while you're abroad." The man coldly pried her hand away and sent her onto the plane.
Ruan Jiao's love was doused with ice water. Only then did she realize Bo Xiyu had never liked her. Her secret crush had been nothing but a joke.
Two years later, Bo Xiyu went to the airport to bring the girl home, only to see a handsome young man standing close by her side.
"Uncle, let me introduce you. He's my fiance."
Bo Xiyu's eyes darkened, and he was consumed with jealousy.
Seven-year age gap, a groveling chase to win her back. Adorable, sweet heroine x cold, abstinent older man.
No romantic tension before adulthood.
Theme: Confidence is the most beautiful thing.
