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

"You're blocking my way," Ye Jiuliang said while idly tucking her hands into her pockets, her cool voice carrying a hint of petulance.


Li Mochan stepped forward, abruptly closing the distance between them, his magnetic voice lowered, "I was joking with you, I haven't forgotten the bet."


"What are you talking about? I don't understand a word," Ye Jiuliang replied, the corners of her lips curling into a playful smirk as the tables turned.


"Are you really mad?" Li Mochan leaned in close, frustration and indulgent affection mingling in his eyes before returning to calm.


Looking up at the man's conciliatory smile, Ye Jiuliang pursed her lips and said grumpily, "This time I'll let it go because of the motorcycle, but if there's a next time... Hmph."


In public, a handsome man paired with a beautiful woman was bound to draw attention, even more so when the man was the famous Li Mochan of the capital.


074. Is it your certain confidante? (One more update)