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The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss

[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. ** 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.

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130, Everyone else get out of the way (first update)

Yake and the others' expressions changed; if they couldn't tell that the girl before them had come to make trouble, they'd really be blind.

"What are you talking about, who hit Lin Yan? Stop slandering people here," Yake was the first to retort.

Admitting to having injured an opponent before the match was something they absolutely could not do; otherwise, they would be disqualified from the competition.

As long as there was no evidence, all they had to do was stick to their story and deny everything.

The rest kept silent in tacit agreement, apparently sharing the same thought as Yake.

Just then, a staff member came in—it was the team assistant, Xiaomi.

"Captain Anders, the coach is looking for..." Before she could finish her sentence, a cold light swept toward her.

"May I ask, which one of you is Lei Ding?"

Assistant Xiaomi's breath caught, a flash of astonishment crossing the depths of her eyes.

It was promptly replaced by fear, "You, you are..."