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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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Considering the bustling crowd and the noisy environment around, Ya Tianxing did not want to discuss the matter of "turning over a new leaf" with Mo Shangjun under the public's scrutiny.

So, Ya Tianxing stopped arguing with Mo Shangjun and simply pulled her over to order lamb skewers.

Twenty skewers.

Mo Shangjun thought to herself, how extravagant, then dutifully found a seat to sit down.

Ya Tianxing gave her a look, then bought two bottles of water before coming back.

Room temperature, mineral water.

When he returned, Ya Tianxing was startled to see a plate full of lamb skewers on the table in front of Mo Shangjun, more than twenty at a glance.

"That was fast?"

Placing the mineral water on the table, Ya Tianxing sat down next to her.

"Someone just didn't want theirs, the owner got frustrated and gave them all to me," Mo Shangjun said indifferently, pushing the plate of lamb skewers towards Ya Tianxing.