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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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147, Thank you for your hard work in self-cultivation [Second Update]_1

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"Excuse me," Sheng Xia paused, deliberately looking at Mo Shangjun, and enunciated every word, "If we have doubts about the instructor of Group B, and don't believe she can lead us well, do we have the right to request a transfer out of Group B?!"

Her words were loaded with hostility and pointed aggression towards Mo Shangjun.

In a moment, the attention that had been focused on Sheng Xia quickly shifted to Mo Shangjun.

Including Lin Qi, who had been trying to avoid Mo Shangjun.

Lin Qi looked at Mo Shangjun standing in front, who showed no discernible emotion, and lightly furrowed her brow.

The students had been there for less than a day, and already Mo Shangjun had managed to make someone request a group change—that was a feat in itself.

Ji Ruonan was also startled, and subconsciously turned her head to look towards Mo Shangjun.

Mo Shangjun appeared calm and collected, her notebook making a circle in her hand as she leisurely took a few steps forward.