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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 · Umum
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517 Chs

Chapter 250: Master Xi Carrying a Knitted Bag (Part 1)

Baby Damai's forward motion came to a halt.

It pressed on the screen with two bangs to dismiss the message and turned its electronic eyes toward the two men in the living room.

Xi jiu and Ruan Munan were seated on single sofas on either side. A large coffee table was in between them, with Dahui and Xiaohui desperately trying to squeeze their dog heads under it.

The air faintly smelt of gunpowder.

Baby Damai stood at the doorway for a few seconds before slowly making its way into the living room.

Neither Xi Jiu nor Ruan Munan looked at it.

The atmosphere was incredibly tense and fraught with conflict.

Baby Damai silently approached the sofa, extended its mechanical arm, pulled out the power cord from behind its bottom, and 'click', plugged it into the socket.

"Beep—Breakfast time has come!"

What followed was a cheerful and cute rendition of "Little Jumping Frog".

Ruan Munan: "..."

Xi Jiu: "..."

Both men's eyelids twitched simultaneously.

Just then, the front door opened.