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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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136, I heard you're going to have a blind date with Feng Fan?_1

Lang Yan answered the phone.

"Captain Ya, hello, Mo Shangjun is not here right now," Lang Yan said formally.

Waiting for the response, he heard a man's voice instead; Ya Tianxing paused.

"When will she be back?"

The voice was languid yet filled with coldness.

"I don't know, she said she was going out for a walk," Lang Yan touched his nose, telling the truth.

Ya Tianxing asked gravely, "What happened to her today?"

Upon hearing this, Lang Yan was taken aback.

This person... he's quite accurate in his guess.

Do he and Mo Shangjun really have that kind of undisclosed relationship?

For a moment, his mind was racing with thoughts and speculations.

"Well, something did happen here," Lang Yan nodded, but didn't elaborate.

"What happened?"

"That," Lang Yan considered, "you should ask her yourself."

After all, he did not know the true nature of their relationship.

He was an outsider; it wouldn't be right to say too much.