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 reporters all took a step back, a rare moment of tacit understanding.


Ye Jiuliang glanced at them and pointed the baseball bat at them, "Are you afraid of this?"


The reporters held their breath, not daring to make any rash moves, and remained silent in unison.


"Relax, I'm not going to beat you up, just playing with it casually." Ye Jiuliang casually tossed the baseball bat aside to show that she really was quite friendly.


Behind her, Gu Xinuo struggled to hold back her laughter, her Ajiu was about to hoodwink someone again.


Seeing that Ye Jiuliang had tossed away the baseball bat, the reporters let out the breath that had been caught in their throats.


One step, two steps, they edged forward.


"Miss Ye, is Mr. Li truly suffering from amnesia?"


"Did Mr. Li get amnesia because of some kind of accident?"


"Will your relationship with Mr. Li break down because of this?"


"Is it because Mr. Li lost his memory that you went to the club to drink and drown your sorrows?"


How about I reply to you like this (in the middle of the night)