The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 13 - 0, Fifth Master: What he said is true.

"Ye Miao, there’s no one around now. You better take your revenge while you can," a male student who was on good terms with Ye Miao egged him on from the side.

Ye Miao had a gloomy face and remained silent.

"Amiao, don’t tell me you’re scared?" Li Jingqi elbowed him, intentionally provoking him.

"For such a big man to be afraid of a little girl, how pathetic."

As expected, reverse psychology worked to some extent.

Ye Miao clenched his fists and strode towards the opposite street corner.

Seeing this, the rest followed closely behind him.

After all, when it came to watching drama, the more, the merrier.

Ye Jiuliang played with her pellet drum casually, suddenly sensing an ominous aura headed her way.

Lifting her eyes, she saw Ye Miao coming toward her with a menacing air.

A few boys around his age followed behind him.

They clearly meant no good.

Her eyes slightly raised, and her red lips curled into a dangerous arc.

"Amiao, your little sister is actually quite pretty."

The tone was sarcastic, with a hint of ridicule and contempt.

Just now, separated by a road and in the darkness, Li Jingqi hadn’t seen Ye Jiuliang’s face clearly. Now, at a closer glance, a flicker of dark light passed through his eyes.

"My mother only had me; don’t talk nonsense here." From a young age, Ye Miao had always looked down upon Ye Jiuliang and naturally disliked anyone associating him with her.

Following his words, the others laughed uproariously.

"You have three seconds to get out of my sight," Ye Jiuliang said with drooping eyelids and a cold voice.

Arrogant, haughty.

The crowd looked at each other. They were all young lads, and being told to scram by a little girl was a blow to their pride and dignity.

"Wow, Miss Ye is quite arrogant," Li Jingqi squinted his elongated eyes, his gaze towards Ye Jiuliang filled with predatory interest.

"With Elder Ye as your backer, look how differently you talk."

"What’s it to you if I’m arrogant," Ye Jiuliang’s eyelids rose slightly, and the violence in her eyes began to spread.

Li Jingqi’s expression stiffened.

Catching the glances from his friends next to him, he suddenly felt embarrassed.

A flicker of resentment crossed his eyes, and he reached out his hand towards Ye Jiuliang.

"You little wretch!"

Ye Jiuliang smirked coldly, and Ye Miao suddenly remembered something and called out hastily, "Jingqi, no..."

Before he could finish, his words were stuck in his throat. In the blink of an eye, all he could see was the girl’s long fingers blurring into a shadow.

A "crack" indicated a bone was probably dislocated.

"Ahh––"

A scream like a slaughtered pig pierced the sky.

The crowd shivered in their hearts.

Ye Jiuliang calmly withdrew her hand, her light eyes sweeping over the remaining people, "Do you all want to taste what it’s like to have your bones dislocated, hmm?"

Her voice rose at the end, carrying a chilling force.

Confronted with the girl’s cold gaze, everyone instinctively took a step back.

They were feeling a bit cowardly.

"Jingqi, are you okay?" Ye Miao supported him and asked.

Li Jingqi covered his wrist, sweating profusely from the pain as he glared at Ye Jiuliang with bloodshot eyes, "Ye Jiuliang, do you know who I am? You dare to hurt me. Our Li Family won’t let you get away with this."

Ye Jiuliang raised an eyebrow, the Li Family?

In her mind, she couldn’t help but recall that bewitchingly handsome face, and she got slightly distracted.

However, this expression of hers, in Li Jingqi’s eyes, seemed like fear, and a smug look appeared on his face, "Ye Jiuliang, if you kneel down and apologize, and if you’re sincere enough, I might consider acting as if this never happened and not hold it against you."

Ye Jiuliang let out a cold snort, her slender body rising slowly.

Having witnessed Ye Jiuliang’s brutality just now, the others were shadowed by fear,

so they stepped back once more.

For a moment, only Li Jingqi and Ye Miao stood in front.

"Then you might as well hold a grudge," Ye Jiuliang said calmly.

Before she finished speaking, she threw the rest of her coffee at him with a backhanded gesture.

"Whoosh—"

The entire action was done in one fluid motion.

Fast, fierce, accurate!

Li Jingqi lowered his head, a large coffee stain spreading on his white shirt, and specks of coffee even splashed onto his face.

It wasn’t hot, but it was extremely embarrassing.

Ye Miao dodged quickly, yet a pair of white shoes still got caught in the fallout.

Their complexions were a mix of purples and greens, like a palette.

The atmosphere was tense and standoffish.

"Master, Li Jingqi seems to be causing a scene," Wei Bei, with sharp eyes, spotted Li Jingqi standing at the street corner and whispered.

"And Ye Family’s Ye Miao is also there."

Upon hearing this, Li Mochan opened his eyes, and a shadow passed over them, "Let’s go take a look."

"Yes."

The traffic light ahead turned green, and Wei Bei started the car.

"Ye Jiuliang, you’re courting death." Repeatedly toyed with, Li Jingqi was thoroughly enraged; he grabbed a wooden stick from the ground and swung it at Ye Jiuliang’s head.

Seeing this, Ye Miao was also stunned for a moment, but then he remembered Ye Jiuliang’s arrogant and wayward behavior and stood aside silently to watch the show.

After all, if he didn’t get involved, even if Ye Jiuliang were beaten to a cripple, it had nothing to do with him.

Seeing Li Jingqi getting furious, the others quickly stepped aside.

Kidding, Ye Miao and Ye Jiuliang were from the same family, and he wasn’t helping, why would they meddle in this muddy water?

"Screech—"

At the critical moment, there was a faint sound of tires rubbing against the ground.

Everyone turned to look in unison.

Under the streetlight, a black Maybach parked steadily at the side of the road. Its sleek lines and cool design had all the boys present feeling a heartbeat of desire.

Li Jingqi looked over impatiently, and as his gaze inadvertently passed over the Maybach’s license plate, his expression flickered with panic.

Why was he here?

This was bad.

The car window rolled down slowly, a blazingly handsome face entered everyone’s view, and those icy eyes inadvertently instilled fear.

And that face was familiar to all.

Li Family’s Crown Prince, Li Mochan.

Ye Miao and his group stood frozen on the spot, their minds leaping from one label to another about Li Mochan.

Ruthless in action, iron-fisted, temperamental...

"Uncle Five," Li Jingqi’s speech was impeded, the fierce demeanor he had while shouting and fighting gone, replaced by the demeanor of a tame little lamb.

Li Mochan’s gaze shifted downward to the adult arm-thick stick in his hand, "Fighting and causing trouble?"

The chill in his voice was like the cold winds of December, rendering everyone except Li Jingqi silent, heads bowed.

"It—it wasn’t like this, Uncle Five, she hurt my hand, and spilled coffee all over me, I was just too angry," burst out Li Jingqi, flustered as he tried to explain. "They can all vouch for me, it’s that damn girl Ye Jiuliang who’s too arrogant."

As he said this, he pointed in the direction where Ye Jiuliang was standing.

Li Mochan’s gaze shifted slightly, just in time to meet the girl’s gaze.

Their eyes locked, and a silent competition quietly unfolded.

The girl’s clear eyes were like warm snow on a spring day, tinged with a hint of coolness. Such eyes seemed strangely familiar.

It was as if he had seen them somewhere before.

Li Mochan’s deep eyes narrowed slightly, and before he could recall further, the girl opposite him suddenly curved her lips into a shallow smile, radiant as blossoming flowers.

It was like a small hook gently scratching at his heart.

A ripple of unfamiliar emotions surfaced within Li Mochan, and his brow furrowed slightly, "Is what he said true?"

Ye Jiuliang nodded readily.

"Why hit someone?" he asked.

Meanwhile, Wei Bei’s lips twitched.

His master’s tone... it almost seemed as if he was finding excuses for the little miss.

Was he overthinking?