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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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092, it may be ugly, but it's still edible at [late night]_1

Glancing at Mo Shangshuang's message, Mo Shangjun realized something was off, and without worrying about whether she was invading someone's privacy, she directly went into WeChat.

There were quite a lot of messages.

She went straight to the chat with Mo Shangshuang.

Scrolling back, the two laconic men didn't have many chat records—the latest conversation was from three months ago.

The newly arrived messages were just four lines.

Mo Shangshuang: "Lend me Mo Shangjun."

Mo Shangshuang: "Three days."

Mo Shangshuang: "22, 23, 24."

Mo Shangshuang: "You name the conditions."

Since it was about herself, Mo Shangjun didn't hold back and after thinking for a moment, she started to reply.

Ya Tianxing: "Bro."

There was a slight delay before a reply came through.

Mo Shangshuang: "You're up early, I can't handle it."

Upon seeing these three words, Mo Shangjun was stunned for a moment, then realized that Mo Shangshuang must have misunderstood, and couldn't help but laugh softly.