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

Ye Jiuliang looked at the man's retreating figure in utter confusion. She hadn't offended him, had she?


After getting into the car, Li Mochan rolled up the window, his features exuding a cold aura.


Ye Jiuliang walked over and, seeing the tightly closed window, touched her nose. He really was angry.


She turned to look not far away; the two elders were deep in conversation, not paying any attention to them.


Li Mochan glanced sideways, a pale handprint marked the window.


After a long wait without the window being rolled down and the sun beating down hotly, Ye Jiuliang withdrew her hand and turned to leave.


Almost at the same time, the window rolled down.


The scorching sun was still unable to melt the frost in the man's eyes, and his chiseled features seemed encased in a layer of ice.


Hearing the noise, Ye Jiuliang turned back.


051, it's because your husbands are too willful (fourth update)