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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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559 Chs

166, Feng Fan's dad is coming_1

"Captain."

Mo Shangjun's words were naturally interrupted.

She turned her head and glanced toward the door.

She only managed to catch a glimpse of a fluttering hem.

Soon, Mu Cheng's hurried figure passed by the office door, probably following to Yan Tianxing's office.

Mo Shangjun slightly pursed her lips.

Had Yan Tianxing just been at the door?

How much did he hear?

The incident happened too quickly, everything was unknown.

When she looked up again, Duan Zimu had already stood up straight, smiling at her with twinkling eyes.

In fact, Duan Zimu had not noticed Yan Tianxing's presence, let alone known how long Yan Tianxing had been there.

Perhaps he heard everything, or perhaps he didn't catch a single word.

But one thing was certain, Mo Shangjun and Yan Tianxing were not yet in a relationship; otherwise—

Someone would have rushed in to claim their rights long ago.