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How Young Master Quan Pursues His Wife

This is a hot-blooded story. This is a story of growth. # Mo Shangjun, after an extraordinary encounter with a cunning fox, was as beautiful as a vase. Rumor had it, she was capricious, crafty, a living rogue! Ya Tianxing, the mysterious captain of the Ace Special Warfare, was as handsome as a devil. Rumor had it, he was callous, brutal, a living tyrant! In reality— Both were high-level "appearance supremacists"! The day they met, she was hanging onto Ace's shoulder with a hooligan’s flair, yet her words were earnestly persuasive, "If you want me, it's not impossible, but first, you've got to pay with your charm!" "Deal!" The gavel came down. Thus, the emotional journey of the old fox and the young rogue began amidst a different type of fervor. # This is the story of two fiends, and when fiends clash head-on, if they want to avoid a life-or-death struggle, then the only option is to enjoy a thorough feast! This is also a story of youthful ardor, with blood and tears. When the youth facing no regrets meets an increasingly powerful nation, what reason do we have not to be passionately stirred? # We love our country, so we have no regrets drenching our past weaknesses with sweat; We love our country, so we selflessly guard the lives of strangers with our blood. ——Mo Shangjun # [The Chapter of Passion] "Relying on oneself is too exhausting. Having a belief makes life a bit easier." ——What is your belief? ——You.

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053, Going alone, encountered an old acquaintance_1

Late at night, 1:30 a.m.

Mo Shangjun and Ya Tianxing stood next to a motorcycle.

Yamaha R1, the latest model, flashy, black, the visual experience... was exhilarating.

"Riding this?" Mo Shangjun raised her eyebrows, seemingly eager to try.

"Mhm."

Ya Tianxing took out the keys.

Mo Shangjun reached up to adjust the brim of her hat, then turned to Ya Tianxing and asked, "Can I give it a try?"

"No need," Ya Tianxing rejected without hesitation, "letting a woman ride is not honorable."

Mo Shangjun spared no effort in mocking, "Boss, that's chauvinism."

Ya Tianxing turned his head to look at her, but did not say a word.

Clad in all black, a jacket paired with jeans, contouring a shapely figure, sexy and dashing.

Facing such a woman, one's guard could easily drop, and they might find themselves in a vulnerable position, at risk of being reduced to a "pretty boy."

A moment later, Ya Tianxing leisurely said, "Girl, it's the way the world works."