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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 521 Have I become this famous? (Second update)_1

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The Cotton Candies, who had finally gotten a chance to have a nice chat with Ruan Qi during the live stream, were about to explode with frustration.

[Which fan club's Heizi is this? Where's the room admin? Mute them!]

[There's always some Heizi out to cause trouble, obviously trying to sling mud at Ruan Ruan.]

[Mute them, report them, ignore this kind of person.]

Soon, the admin of the live stream channel muted the person who was spamming the chat.

There were so many people spreading rumors and smearing reputations these days, no one really took it seriously. Ruan Qi chatted with the fans for a while longer, then left the live stream room.

Once the live stream ended, Shen Wenqian, who had been sitting beside the young girl, saw his smile instantly vanish.

His expression grew cold as he said, "I checked the account of the person who was spamming the chat just now. It's a burner account bought online, and we can't trace the person's identity."