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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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227. Mo Shangjun, you demon! [8 updates]_1

6:30 AM.

Mo Shangjun, who had taken a stroll outside the residential compound, appeared at Chen Lu's rental place.

There, Chen Lu dutifully made her breakfast.

The three old guys who had previously taken Mo Shangjun in didn't have good living habits themselves and hadn't paid much attention to Mo Shangjun's meals and daily routine. Mo Shangjun was also the type who only thought about eating after finishing her tasks, and over time, she developed the habit of having irregular meals.

Normally, Chen Lu couldn't supervise her when she was out, but when she was around, he took care of such small matters whenever possible.

While Chen Lu was busy wrapping dumplings in the kitchen, Mo Shangjun sat on the sofa watching military news, the very image of an ungrateful little brat.

On the TV, the latest fighter jets were being showcased. Mo Shangjun felt a twinge of envy but soon came to terms with the reality that she'd likely never pilot one and silently changed the channel.