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 partition was filled with medicine cabinets, and the air was suffused with a faint scent of medicinal herbs.


Ye Jiuliang's gaze drifted away from the cabinets as she turned to meet Mr. Bai's inquisitive eyes with a smirk.


She lowered her voice deliberately, "I hear Mr. Bai's wife has been bedridden for a long time. Might Mr. Bai be looking for the demon-handed Leng Yi?"


Mr. Bai's face changed abruptly, and his look became more guarded, "Say it, what's your purpose?"


Playing with a Snow Lotus on the table, Ye Jiuliang replied, "Very simple, I want that Golden Snow Ginseng. In exchange, I can have Leng Yi cure your wife's illness."


"What makes me believe you?" Mr. Bai viewed her with a skeptical eye. If Leng Yi were that easy to find, he wouldn't have spent years searching without a trace.


113. Do you want to find the devilish hand Leng Yi? (One more)