I am a professional participant in bride selections. My task is not to conquer the groom, but to conquer the audience. Only once did I break the script and fall in love with someone who would never choose a fake girl. Since then I have been hiding from cameras and paparazzi, healing my broken heart. But the upcoming competition will bring me face to face with my former love, and the bonus will be a winged guardian. Now I am a participant in the selection of grooms, and these two will become my rivals. I can't win, I can't lose, I can't open up, I can't fall in love, but I'm making an old mistake again.