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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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025, that year, Mo Shangjun was abnormal_1

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"I wanted to ask you about that An Chen incident."

Yan Gui made his purpose for waiting there clear with one sentence.

Mo Shangjun curved her lips into a smile, "Do you think I'd tell you?"

"No," Yan Gui shook his head.

Mo Shangjun shrugged her shoulders and turned to leave.

Yan Gui followed her closely, speaking to himself, "Momo, I'm not joking. I just want to ask if your being with him had anything to do with that argument with Uncle?"

Mo Shangjun paused in her steps, turned her head slightly, a somewhat cold gaze sweeping over Yan Gui.

"Is it really related?" Yan Gui sensed something was amiss and immediately widened his eyes.

"No," Mo Shangjun withdrew her gaze.

"Then you..." Yan Gui blocked her path, asking seriously, "Momo, you never liked him, did you?"

Mo Shangjun raised an eyebrow, her tone sinking slightly, "What, planning to be a love guru?"