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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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137, stand aside and don't make trouble [Second Update]_1

Perhaps it was because Ya Tianxing didn't show any aggression in that moment, and there was something different about him; in the end, Mo Shangjun didn't struggle to free herself.

She let him lead her all the way to the cafeteria.

And ever since she got "a little closer" to Ya Tianxing, Mo Shangjun truly hadn't noticed any more evaluative glances.

The two of them stood at the entrance of the cafeteria, stopping in their tracks.

Ya Tianxing naturally let go of her wrist, and Mo Shangjun drew back her wrist, slipping her hand into her pocket, her movement seeming casual and natural.

"The door's closed."

Looking up at the firmly shut doors, Mo Shangjun said blandly.

With a smile in his eyes, Ya Tianxing said to her, "There's also a back door."

Huh?

The back door?

Before Mo Shangjun could react, Ya Tianxing had already lifted his leg and started walking in the direction of the back door.