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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 244 Xi·Breeder·Jiu (Third Update) _1

Ruan Qi hastily set down her bowl and waved her hands, "No, I'm not..."

"How old is the little one?" the old man interrupted her with a smile.

Ruan Qi: "...Nineteen."

"Only nineteen?!" Old Master Xi glared with tiger-like eyes, looking at his grandson as if he were looking at a beast, "You have the heart to lay a hand on a little girl who's just nineteen?!"

Xi Jiu's temple throbbed twice.

"Old Grandpa!" Ruan Qi said somewhat anxiously and with a bit of embarrassment, "I'm not..."

"What's the little girl's name?" Old Master Xi interrupted again, still smiling.

"...My name is Ruan Qi."

"Ruan Qi? Qi?" Old Master Xi's smile stiffened slightly.

He stared at the young girl's pretty face, and suddenly, as if recalling something, he stood up excitedly, "Lao Jiu! She's the one from your painting—"

"Grandfather!" Xi Jiu's voice was chillingly cold.

Old Master Xi got startled, promptly made a zipping gesture across his mouth, "Fine, I'll shut up, I'll be silent."