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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
Peringkat tidak cukup
517 Chs

Chapter 329: Spending Ten Million to Buy Ruan Qi's Life (Part 3)_1

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Outside the room, several black-clad bodyguards guarded the door so tightly, not even a fly could get in.

Inside the room, Luo Sisi and her three companions were tied to chairs, blindfolded with black cloth.

Footsteps could be heard from outside the door.

They began to struggle.

They had been locked up for over ten hours, their throats hoarse from shouting.

They had tried all sorts of pleading and threats, but the people outside were like wood, not saying a word.

"Let me out!" Luo Sisi cried out, "I'll give you money! Please, just let me go!"

At that moment, the door creaked open.

Ge Jun, blindfolded, raised his head, "Who's there? Who is it?!"

No one spoke.

Xi Jiu walked into the room, his hand lifting slightly.

A bodyguard stepped forward and removed the cloth from the eyes of Luo Sisi and the others.

Their eyes squinted against the bright lights.

"Luo Sisi, Ge Jun," a cold male voice echoed in the room.

Luo Sisi and Ge Jun looked up.