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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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101, come on, don't catch a cold. [In the dead of night]_1

"...I'm at a loss."

When Mo Shangjun spoke those words, she appropriately revealed a touch of sorrow.

Ya Tianxing's eyebrows twitched slightly as he instinctively sensed something was amiss and retracted his disdain.

There was no doubt that halving the spare change in the bag was within Mo Shangjun's capabilities.

Whether it was shamelessness or ability, both were considered a skill.

"Deal."

To avoid selling himself even cheaper, Ya Tianxing chose a price that was barely acceptable—the least he could do since it was part of Mo Shangjun's family assets.

Mo Shangjun moved her wrist, planning to loosen up her muscles.

"Do you guys play Parkour?" she asked seemingly offhandedly.