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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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Yu Yitong felt a chilling wind.

By the time he realized it, there was no time to dodge.

However, that punch never came down.

A hand suddenly reached out, grabbing Qin Xue's wrist with such force that it fixed her fist in mid-air, rendering it completely immobile.

The one who had seized Qin Xue was Mo Shangjun.

Her wrist ached with intense pain; the grip was like iron pincers. Qin Xue's expression remained unchanged, as if nothing had happened, but she was straining at the wrist, trying to break free from Mo Shangjun's shackles.

But she couldn't move.

Mo Shangjun extended only one hand, the other lazily tucked into her pocket, her head slightly tilted, gazing indolently at her as if it were effortless.

It was unclear whether she was truly at ease or merely feigning it.

At the very least, Qin Xue couldn't tell.

After a moment, Mo Shangjun released Qin Xue's wrist, turned her head, glanced at Yu Yitong, and said lightly, "I'll take over."

"Oh."