The Saintly Heroine and Her Dog

At sixteen, Ming Lang, an omega whose family had been wiped out, was adopted by the Ji family. From then on, she became a talking point for the upper class, a symbol of charity.

She knew that the family sheltering her was the family of her enemies.

Unexpectedly, Ming Lang felt no hatred. She had never loved the parents who treated her like a tool.

She was simply calm.

But there was one thing Ming Lang could never forget.

Her beloved dog, Jinbo, had died in a sea of flames saving her.

In the years that followed, this memory became an infected wound buried deep in her heart, one that would never heal and hurt at the slightest touch.

She thought she would carry this hatred until she had exacted her revenge. But at her eighteenth birthday party, Ming Lang saw the Ji family's heir, newly returned from abroad and surrounded by admirers.

He was handsome, dazzling, arrogant, unruly, and utterly imperious. As everyone laughed and chatted, he raised his head proudly and surveyed his domain.

His golden hair gleamed beneath the lights, and his sharp eyes were haughty and full of life.

No one minded his rude manner. Everyone there knew he was born to be the protagonist, a future ruler in the making.

They scrambled to flatter him and indulge him, even fighting over the tiniest scraps of affection and pity he casually let slip through his fingers.

Ming Lang, the guest of honor standing in the shadows, smiled slowly. The stem of her champagne glass dug painfully into her palm.

No one saw the long-suppressed indulgence, doting affection, and madness in her eyes:

Her "Jinbo" had come back.

She thought she would soon have another dog.

A loyal, obedient, good dog.

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Ming Lang is the foil to the omega hailed as the Rose of the Old Capital...

She's kind, pale, frail, and pretty without being too beautiful, so slight she seems like an unremarkable wisp of cloud beside the Morning Star.

But strangely, this omega who perfectly fits the stereotype has a crowd of heaven's favored gathered around her.

They compete to serve her, even fighting over whose hair her fingertips will touch.

She wants no part in the world's affairs, and the lawless Rose of the Old Capital is willing to bloom only for her.

She's frail and sickly, yet the stern, old-fashioned Imperial General insists against all opposition that she is the best choice for a bride.

She's calm and gentle, yet the arrogant, handsome aristocrat of Central City gradually falls for the tenderness of the Old Capital lady he scorns most.

This may be her philosophy for dealing with people, commonly known as: the art of training dogs.

Ming Lang: A clever owner knows how to use love as a weapon when training a dog. It's the same with people.

[Love makes the arrogant bow and the heartless weep]

1. Female omega, male alpha. The weak triumph over the strong.

2. The female protagonist is a chaotic good, clear-eyed and crazy, both saintly and dark.

3. The male lead is not Jinbo. There is no connection between the two men and the dog. He becomes a dog purely for love.

4. The female protagonist has many admirers and is always in control of her relationships. Love is just a way for her to train dogs. Feel free to insult the male lead and the other male characters, but don't insult the female protagonist. I love her too much.

5. The ending may be open.

6. A Mary Sue story, written for my own enjoyment. As long as it's fun, that's all that matters. Don't bring your moral standards into it, please!

Theme: Believe in the power of love