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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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"..."

Xiang Yongming instantly fell silent.

...

Mo Shangjun, with nothing to do, kept watching Xiang Yongming "standing at attention."

Used to "slacking off," Xiang Yongming thought she would only stay for a short while. He didn't expect her to wait until the laundry was done, and he was miserable. Standing in strict military posture was exhausting both mentally and physically.

Fortunately, fearing it would take too much time, Mo Shangjun had chosen a short cycle on the washing machine earlier. It was over in twenty minutes.

As soon as the washing machine stopped, Mo Shangjun went to retrieve the clothes.

Before long, she came out carrying a bucket of water.

"Ten more minutes."

Mo Shangjun especially reminded him as she walked past.

The gleeful Xiang Yongming saw his little plan to slack off crushed by her words.

But—

His gaze swept over and caught a glimpse of Mo Shangjun's right hand holding the bucket.