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

Just as they eagerly looked towards the company lobby, a series of car horn sounds erupted behind them.


The crowd turned their heads to see a limited edition black Maybach come to a stable stop in front of them.


Recognizing it as Li Mohan's car, the reporters swarmed over.


The flashbulbs burst continuously, and the sound of "click, click" rose and fell in succession.


Wei Bei got out of the car first, and, facing the throngs of reporters, he said somberly, "Please step back, or leave now."


Upon hearing this, the reporters unanimously stepped back.


It wasn't worth jeopardizing everything over something small.


Wei Bei glanced at them, reached out, and opened the car door, with the reporters watching his every move.


A pair of long legs clad in suit trousers stepped out first, and the next second, the man's handsome and frosty face was exposed to the reporters' cameras.


As the car door closed, a few of the reporters close by faintly saw another person inside the car.


360, Are the fans toxic? (Fourth update)