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

Echoing in her ears was the man's deep voice, Jiang Yisheng felt her head was heavy and dizzy, unable to muster any energy.


"Can you still walk?" Ji Mingqian supported her, asking softly.


Jiang Yisheng nodded haphazardly, not even sure if she understood what he was asking.


Ji Mingqian frowned, pulled her arm over his shoulder, and Jiang Yisheng's entire weight pressed onto him.


"Slow down." Ji Mingqian helped her into the hospital, and to save trouble, Ji Mingqian had Xue Wu smooth things over in advance.


After nearly an hour of fussing, Ji Mingqian finally could sit down to catch his breath.


The VIP ward, with a light tube on the wall casting a soft glow.


Ji Mingqian sat beside the hospital bed, looking at the man receiving an IV drip, frustration crossing his eyes.


How could something like this happen on a rare dinner invitation; could it be that he and Jiang Yisheng had incompatible zodiac signs clashing with each other?


393, Call Me Brother (first update)