Mint Cool Summer

[The female lead in this story is explosive, the male lead is arrogant, there's a mountain of dog food (sweet moments), and it's a story full of slag-abusing and monster-fighting, with a double dose of pampering joy.]
Ye Jiuliang was naturally cold and ruthless, with a fierce and wild approach to life. To the Ye Family, she was a calamitous lone star, and to the onlooking crowd, she was "Ninth Master".
It was said, no one was more arrogant than Ye Jiuliang; if she was second, no one claimed the first place.
Irritatingly, in the eyes of Li Mochan, she was his little wolf cub, the little rascal that he, Li Mochan, intended to pamper to the skies.
In the capital, it was widely rumored that the Li Family's Crown Prince could reduce people to ashes with just one look.
And yet, this precious and aloof figure was actually teased by Ye Jiuliang, and it seemed even... blushed.
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Upon returning from a business trip, Li Wuye cornered her in a dim stairwell, his fingertips sliding over her porcelain white neck, "How many little brothers are there?"
Meeting his dark gaze, Ye Jiuliang arched an eyebrow, "Is Li Wuye in the mood to beat someone up?"
"So what if I am?" Li Mochan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Feeling pity?"
Ye Jiuliang held back a laugh and nodded, "The little brothers can't take a hit, can you go easy on them?"
[In the private room where Xiang Tian and others were singing their hearts out, they inexplicably felt a chill running down their spines.]
Li Mochan buried his face in her shoulder and spat out fiercely, "I cannot."
Those who dare to flirt with his wolf cub deserved a ruthless beating.

The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss

The old master of the Li Family saw his rarely returning younger son and his tense face softened a bit.


"Mohan, how come? Are you also aware of this matter?"


Li Mochan did not answer him, his eyes coldly sweeping towards Fang Hui, "Before you seek someone to settle the score, first ask your precious son what good deed he has done. Don't keep doing things that disgrace the Li Family."


With these words, Fang Hui's face turned pale.


She had always been apprehensive of Li Mochan.


She cracked an awkward smile, "Mohan, what do you mean by that? Jingqi's wrist is swollen like this. Could it still be fake?"


Li Mochan replied coldly, "Ask Li Jingqi."


The old master was sharp, and he immediately sensed something was amiss, "Mohan, what exactly happened? Is it that Jingqi has caused trouble outside?"


Fang Hui, listening to the old master's words, suddenly felt discontent at the bottom of her heart.


015, Wu Ye: It's that smile again.