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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 53 Ruan Xiaoqi is a Ghost_1

The people in the meeting room were scared to the bone by Wu Huai.

They followed his gaze and saw—

"My God!"

"Ghost ghost ghost ghost!"

"Ahhh! Don't come over!"

"Are you sure it's not Spider-Man?!"

A roomful of people were scared half to death. Tears were streaming down the faces of two young girls.

At that moment, the 'female ghost' hanging outside extended her 'claws' and waved at them.

Everyone: "..." huddled together, shivering uncontrollably.

The 'female ghost' waved her hand for a long time, but not a single person in the room would open the window for her.

She puffed out her cheeks in frustration, wrapped her wide sleeves around her fist, and then smashed it against the window—

Bang—crash!

The tempered glass shattered, leaving a hole the size of a head.

The red-clad female ghost slowly extended her 'demonic claw,' reaching through the hole in the glass to grasp the window latch.

And pulled inside.

The window opened.