Fruit Store's Bottle

This is a hot-blooded story.
This is a story of growth.
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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.
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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?
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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
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[The Chapter of Passion]
"Relying on oneself is too exhausting. Having a belief makes life a bit easier."
——What is your belief?
——You.

How Young Master Quan Pursues His Wife

Half an hour later, Mo Shangjun sent the latest training plan to Lang Yan.


"For the next few days, follow this," Mo Shangjun leaned out from beside the computer, looking at Lang Yan across from her, "I've taken the weather into account, there shouldn't be any major surprises."


After glancing over the latest email, Lang Yan felt unaccountably heavy-hearted.


The rapid progress of the Second Company was all due to Mo Shangjun's efforts, but now, Mo Shangjun's contributions weren't being recognized. If the Second Company really achieved some results at the end of the month, the higher-ups would think it had nothing to do with Mo Shangjun.


Yet, she was still working on the training plan for the next few days, without even a word of complaint.


Lang Yan felt a tightness in his chest, not knowing what to say, so he thought it over and over, and finally pushed all the heavy emotions back down.


137. Mo Shangjun, it's really you_2