For My Brother

[Not actually siblings | Rival suitors] A gentle, beautiful woman X a man who seems proper and restrained but is actually obsessive and deranged

Yu Tan awakened to the truth: she was merely a supporting character in an adults-only romance, an arrogant, reckless fake heiress.

At first, men of every kind pursued her because of her distinguished status. After she lost her position, they turned into demons who imprisoned and humiliated her, leaving her to die a miserable death.

She wanted to escape her fate completely, but the plot clung to her like a vice.

After falling into the water at a banquet, she slipped into an empty room with her clothes soaked through, only to find a handsome, otherworldly gentleman sitting on a daybed.

She timidly tugged at his sleeve. “Brother, I want to stay here for a while.”

Seeing her drenched, Yu He'an knitted his brows and coldly refused. “Go back to your room.”

Somehow, after that, the hateful plot twisted until it centered on her and Yu He'an.

She slumped into Yu He'an’s arms. The scent of pine filled her nose, and the muscles beneath her hand tensed. “Be careful.”

Hidden by his broad sleeves, she brushed Yu He'an’s hand and slipped her fingers into his dry, warm palm. “Cold?”

She carefully tried to please him. Her brother was cold by nature, but he would help her now and then, and even after her identity was exposed, he treated her like his own younger sister.

When the plot came around again, she had no choice but to wait until Yu He'an was asleep, sneak into his room, and steal a kiss at the corner of his lips before fleeing in a panic.

She failed to notice that the man who should have been asleep had lowered his lashes, unable to hide the darkness in his eyes. His thumb lovingly stroked the spot she had touched.

Her brother was proper and courteous, a man of impeccable character.

But rumors spread everywhere, and afraid she would ruin Yu He'an’s reputation, she had no choice but to find someone else to marry.

That night, after her veil was lifted, she found her groom tied up outside the door.

Long fingers lifted her chin. The formerly refined man’s cold eyes were tinged red, and his fingertips trembled as they brushed her lips. He accused her plaintively, “Why didn’t you come to me this time?”

She realized that Yu He'an’s trembling wasn’t from disgust. He was struggling to restrain himself, and couldn’t hide his excitement.

Yu He'an took a step closer. Sensing danger, she tried to run. With a click, something cold closed around her wrist, and chains clanked.

“Or did you find out that I killed all those admirers?”

Reader’s guide: 1. No intimate scenes while they consider themselves siblings. Their mutual romantic feelings begin only after that relationship ends.

2. The male supporting character is no good, and the male lead is troubled.

3. 1v1, both leads’ first time.

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A love triangle that eventually becomes 1v1: a pretty widow X a gentle older brother X a rugged younger brother

Sang Hua was the most famous beauty in the surrounding villages. One day, while washing clothes, she found a handsome young man. His face was deathly pale, he was badly injured, and he had lost his memory. The only thing he remembered was his name: Shen Yanqing.

She cared for him attentively, and before long, they fell in love.

Shen Yanqing gently held her fingertips. “Hua, let’s get married.”

Looking at his jade-like face, she answered shyly. After they married, Shen Yanqing was considerate in every way, and they lived together in perfect harmony.

Unfortunately, their happy days didn’t last. Just as their love was at its height, Shen Yanqing died. With a white flower in her hair, Sang Hua played the part of a widow for a whole year.

Then an uprising broke out, and soldiers stormed into the village. She fell to the ground. A young man in black armor emblazoned with a lion sat astride a fine horse and looked down his nose at her. After a long while, he finally dismounted.

She sprang to her feet and, with red-rimmed eyes, hit his chest with a handkerchief. “You lied and told me you were dead. It’s been a year, and you finally decided to come back.”

The man pulled her aside and glared at her, his voice hard. “I don’t know you. Get lost.”

He’d grown darker, stronger, and more rugged. If he wasn’t her dead husband, then who was he? He just refused to recognize her.

Furious, that very night she found someone to dig up his grave. The coffin was so empty there wasn’t even a single piece of clothing in it.

She sat on the grave and cried her eyes out. She had even burned paper money for him for a whole year.

She was even more certain that the man was Shen Yanqing. She knew all too well how stubbornly he pretended not to care.

While the man was still staying in the village, she smiled at him a few times, sweet-talked him, and tried a few tricks. At last, she won him over.

Strong arms locked around her slender waist. The man’s eyes were dark. “Hua, who am I? If you get my name wrong again, I’ll have to punish you.”

His passionate kisses left her breathless. “Xie Qu... you bastard.”

He lowered his head and kissed away the tear at her cheek. “Tomorrow, we’ll worship heaven and earth together.”

“Again? We already did that once.” He punished her again that night.

Xie Qu refused to admit he was Shen Yanqing, so she had no choice but to marry him all over again.

In front of the wedding hall, a refined and elegant young gentleman blocked the newlyweds’ path and called gently, “Hua.”

Sang Hua lifted her veil and saw her husband’s face again. She looked back and forth between the two similar faces.

“Who are you two, exactly?”

The men on either side seized her hands, both wearing increasingly dark expressions.

“Shen Yanqing.”

“Xie Qu.”

A love triangle that eventually becomes 1v1.

Theme: Life is best lived lying down.