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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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399 Chs

103, okay, they all have an understanding_1

Ten minutes later, Mo Shangjun returned to the dormitory.

There was no one inside.

Just as when she left, the bedding on both beds was neat, flat, without creases, the desks were tidily organized, and personal items were put in their proper place.

There was nothing to pick on.

Leaving the door open, Mo Shangjun entered, first opened the windows to ventilate, then took out her laptop and mobile phone from the wardrobe.

Just as she placed them on the desk, someone walked in through the open door.

"You're back."

Lin Qi greeted her somewhat deliberately.

Mo Shangjun flipped open the laptop, pressed the power button, and then looked over at Lin Qi.

Lin Qi was staring intently at her, as if she were a time bomb, looking slightly hesitant and nervous.

"Nice look in your eyes," Mo Shangjun raised her eyebrows, her tone tinged with banter.

"..."

Lin Qi's face darkened.