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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!

Master An · General
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Chapter 273 What Does Mr. Ruan Think? (Part 1)_1

After nine in the morning, Ruan Munan and Nie Heng, who had rushed back from abroad, arrived at the hospital.

Ruan Munan looked at the girl covered in injuries, his face darkening frightfully.

"Senior sister, how did you get so seriously hurt?" Nie Heng's eyes reddened as he applied medicine to Ruan Qi, muttering, "It breaks my heart to see Little Doggie like this. When have you ever suffered like this since you were a child?"

The girl had always been raised in the Ruan family's tender care; aside from her master's discipline, others wouldn't even bear to touch a hair on her head.

Yet, here she was, having accumulated a body full of injuries just three months after arriving at Imperial Capital.

"It's nothing, Little Doggie, they're just superficial wounds, not serious at all." The girl, having applied medicine to her hands, could only lightly touch the boy's face with her fingertips.

Nie Heng dabbed at his tears, sniffling and carefully wrapping her up with bandages.