I Reincarnated as the Fake Heiress and Picked Up a Mad Dog

Qin Yimian transmigrates into a book, becoming the fake heiress in a melodramatic wealthy-family novel: a scheming green tea who gets face-slapped by the real heiress and ends up disgraced.

She smiles faintly, ambition burning in her heart.

Just as she prepares to roll up her sleeves and make a big splash, she looks up and her smile freezes. What kind of desolate backwater is this?

The story is already in its middle-to-late stages. The fake heiress has followed her birth mother back to her real home, a remote, backward mountain village.

Looking at the bare walls, with nowhere to put her tea-sipping skills to use, Qin Yimian gives up on the spot: Let it all go to hell!

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Qin Yimian, who has always been pampered, finds it hard to adjust to the simple, harsh life in the countryside. Just as she's about to break down, she saves someone on the mountain.

The young man is covered in blood, his gloomy eyes fixed on her. Not far away lies a wolf, already dead.

When she learns that Huo Yan is all alone and has no one to rely on, Qin Yimian rubs her chin, struck by an idea.

She knows all too well that in certain places, if you can't protect yourself, beauty becomes a crime and a source of trouble.

So she needs someone to protect her. And so...

“I saved you. From now on, you'll do as I say.”

Huo Yan is the “notorious” son of a murderer in Taoxi Village. Gloomy and vicious by nature, people say he has vile, filthy blood running through his veins.

No one dares go near him. Everyone calls him a cold-blooded monster without a heart.

Just as he thinks he's about to die unnoticed, a pair of pale, slender hands appears before him.

Feeling the softness in her palm, something that doesn't belong to him, Huo Yan answers in a hoarse voice, “All right.”

He staggers to his feet, dragging his nearly broken body along. Silent and limping at every step, he follows the slender figure ahead.

Like a stray dog that has finally found its owner.

Or a hungry wolf that has set its sights on prey.

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One morning, some time later, Qin Yimian is kissed awake again. Her waist aches faintly. Her morning temper flares, and at last she snaps, “Huo Yan, are you a dog? How many times do I have to tell you to stop? Are you deaf? Get off me, now!”

Though she's scolded him, the man doesn't change his expression or say a word. As obedient and silent as he was all those years ago, he presses his palm to Qin Yimian's waist and massages it.

That night.

Qin Yimian is held by the ankle, the corners of her eyes flushed a brilliant red. The man's voice is low and hoarse, his dark eyes filled with an overwhelming possessiveness and a terrifying, unrelenting obsession.

“I am, and always have been, your dog.”

Proud, haughty young lady X obsessive, loyal dog of a poor boy

One-on-one romance, both leads' first relationship

Transmigration into a book, little of the original plot, the story focuses entirely on the two leads. Pure sweetness, no melodrama, a stress-relieving sweet little treat.

Theme: If your heart has somewhere it longs to go, why fear a long and difficult road?