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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 546 Slapping Faces Like a Tornado_1

The entire hall was in an uproar!

Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, Ruan Qi gracefully rose from the piano bench and bowed to the audience.

Richard Brown stood on the main stage across from her and playfully blew her a kiss.

"Princess Vivian, shall we play your composition 'Midsummer Night' next?" he asked.

The young girl in a white dress stood tall and smiled, her eyes curving as she nodded lightly.

The two seated themselves again.

Richard Brown made a gesture at Ruan Qi.

The young lady smiled, her peach blossom eyes shimmering under the stage lights.

The deep sound of the cello slowly began to play as Ruan Qi's slender, fair wrists gently rose, and her delicate fingertips touched the black and white keys.

The tender piano notes, like a midsummer night's breeze, swept over everyone's hearts.

On the round stage, a beam of light fell from above, like the pristine moonlight, casting a clear glow over the beautiful young girl.