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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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"How about this: first run 15 laps, and if there's still time after that, add another five laps as a gift,"

Everyone: "..."

Liang Zhiqiong perked up her ears and almost doubted her own hallucinations!

What?

Add another five laps as a gift?!

A gift?!

They didn't want it; couldn't she just give it to herself?!

Right after the overloading physical training, to add another twenty laps, if they didn't believe Mo Shangjun was trying to kill them, then they really would be fools!

Not just Liang Zhiqiong, but the faces of everyone else also bore the expression of "damn it," harboring a deep-seated hatred towards Mo Shangjun that made their teeth itch, wishing they could get rid of her sooner rather than later.

"Report—"

Shen Qianqian opened her mouth, intending to shout.

However, Mo Shangjun was one step ahead. The sound of the whistle cut her off,