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The Young Master Is My Top Fan!

[Sweet, No Abuse, Strong Female Lead, Favored By All!] When Ruan Qi became famous. Haters: No matter how pretty, she's undereducated. That very afternoon, the most prestigious institution of higher learning in China posted on social media—Let me introduce our youngest doctoral supervisor, Professor Ruan Qi. Haters: What's the use of hyping up a scholar persona? In the end, she'll still have to bow down to her financial backers. The next day, Ruan Qi appeared at an international economic conference, with her name tag reading—Chairman of Qimu Pharmaceutical Group. Haters: Making so much money, not knowing to contribute to the country. Three days later, an official news release—A new model of nuclear submarine is launched, thanks to Chief Designer Ruan Qi and all the research and development members! Haters: ... Can't afford to provoke, goodbye. * After getting married, a reporter asked Xi Jiu: Ninth Master, how did you manage to pursue the Goddess Ruan? Xi Jiu quietly flipped open a diary. Diary of Chasing My Wife: 1. Vote for my baby in rankings. 2. Cast votes for my baby. 3. Support my baby. 4. Buy out all the tickets for my baby’s movies. 5. Join my baby's fan club. …As everyone knows, the Goddess Ruan has a universe-level wealthy hardcore fan—Ninth Master Xi, Xi Jiu!

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Chapter 210 Stay Away From My Sister (Second Update)_1

"???"

It took Shen Wenqian a full minute to force himself to understand the meaning of that sentence.

Then, a herd of grass-mud horses galloped through his heart.

"Life... great harmony..." he spoke with difficulty, "Is it the meaning I'm thinking of...?"

Ruan Qi nodded.

Shen Wenqian's legs went weak, and he quickly steadied himself against the warehouse door.

"Ruan Xiaoqi," he gasped for breath, "you heard everything?"

"Yeah." The girl said nonchalantly, "It's all three and a half minutes, mainly around the piece of door you're leaning on, Brother Shen."

Shocked, Shen Wenqian quickly stepped away from the door, shaking off his hand as if it had been burned.

Ruan Qi looked at him with the pity one reserves for the intellectually challenged.

Shen Wenqian felt like crying.

He just went to use the restroom, but why did you have to be like Conan, running into trouble wherever you go?