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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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234, Mo Shangjun: I'm quite strong [1 update]_1

Shen Xi safely returned home.

Mo Shangjun strolled around the neighborhood until it was almost dinner time before returning to Chen Lu's rental place.

There were quite a few dishes left from lunch, and Chen Lu was still busy in the kitchen.

It was Shen Xi who opened the door.

"Back already?"

Mo Shangjun called out to Chen Lu in the kitchen after entering the living room.

"Yeah."

Responding casually, Mo Shangjun walked slowly to the kitchen doorway, stopped, and leaned against the door frame to watch Chen Lu, who was busy stir-frying.

Several dishes had already been prepared, such as steamed meat with rice flour, braised fish, and sweet and sour spare ribs.

Currently, he was stir-frying shredded potatoes.

"Just get seven," Mo Shangjun said lazily.

"We'll discuss it after the meal."

Chen Lu, busy with the cooking, replied without even looking up.

Mo Shangjun shrugged her shoulders, walked into the kitchen, and washed her hands.

"Did you go jogging in the park?"