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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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178. Momo in the Corner Listening [3 updates]_1

Evening, six o'clock.

Mo Shangjun arrived at the canteen on time.

She came earlier than the trainees, and after getting her meal and choosing a seat, she heard the uniform footsteps of others approaching from outside.

In the meeting, Mu Cheng had suggested a pre-meal singing session, and no one objected, so it was unanimously passed.

She bowed her head, eating slowly and methodically.

Soon, a loud singing voice came from outside, belting out, "Unity is strength," almost vibrating the soup out of her bowl.

Mo Shangjun raised her hand to touch her left ear, then continued eating.

Halfway through her meal, the song finally finished, and the trainees streamed in, eagerly taking their pre-arranged seats and starting to eat with their chopsticks.

Yan Gui and Xiang Yongming were sitting at the table opposite her.