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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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087, Defeat Mo Shangjun! [Second Update]_2

After returning to the camp, Mo Shangjun first found Lin Qi and asked her to inform Yan Gui, Lai Liang, Xiang Yongming, and Liang Zhiqiong to gather on the hillside at seven o'clock. Then she went back to the dormitory, took her clothes, and went to shower.

It was ten to seven.

Ya Tianxing had just arrived at the meeting tent when he caught a glimpse of Mo Shangjun walking up the hill; unusually for her, she was not wearing a hat outside, and her freshly washed short hair was still a bit wet, fluttering in the air.

Ya Tianxing unconsciously frowned.

This woman... really doesn't pay attention to anything.

He watched Mo Shangjun walk away until she was far off before Ya Tianxing retracted his gaze and turned to enter the meeting tent.

Inside, Xiu Chunyun was helping Peng Yuqiu grade test papers.

Peng Yuqiu, distracted, fiddled with a pen in his hand, occasionally glancing at Xiu Chunyun, his expression unusually anxious and out of sorts.