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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 · 综合
分數不夠
619 Chs

Chapter 131 She Doesn't Remember Me_1

Xi Group, top floor office.

"BOSS, I've made some progress in the investigation you asked for. However, there's very little related information."

Assistant Mu put the folder on the table, "Miss Ruan indeed has a mentor, and she has been under his tutelage for many years. That mentor also actually lives in Qingyun Village."

Xi Jiu gave a noncommittal 'hmm,' "What else?"

Assistant Mu: "That's all."

Xi Jiu frowned, eyes turning cold as he stared at him.

"That's all?"

"Yes." Assistant Mu's face showed a rare hint of embarrassment, he adjusted his glasses, and said, "Miss Ruan's mentor's information is extremely scarce, I couldn't even find a photo of him."

Xi Jiu's eyes darkened.

He narrowed his eyes, tapping his fingertips on the desk.

"What about Xu Xiangyang? What have you found?"