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

Watching the man bow his head, Ji Mingqian's sword-like brows furrowed slightly.


Damn, why did it feel like he was the one bullying him?


Just as the atmosphere was about to freeze again, Erbao suddenly ran into the room.


His fluffy and smooth fur was pure white, and he wore a cute little outfit that jingled a crystal bell around his neck as he moved.


Ever since that encounter at Feng Group, Ji Mingqian had not seen the dog.


To his surprise, the goofy Samoyed still remembered him and charged towards him as soon as it entered the room.


It came at him with a ferocious momentum, baring its teeth and paws.


"Erbao, come here," Jiang Yisheng's gentle voice rose a few notches, fearing his pet might hurt Ji Mingqian.


The normally obedient and gentle Erbao was unusually rebellious, clinging to Ji Mingqian's feet and scratching at his pant legs.


Ji Mingqian glanced down at the Samoyed crouching by his feet, his thin lips curving slightly.


353, Never considered him a friend (first update)