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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 322: Confirmed Death (Part 1)

Ruan Qi's eyes instantly reddened.

She clutched at the man's clothing, wanting to lean in and take a look, but as soon as she moved her head a bit, she felt the world spinning and almost passed out.

Xi Jiu hastily embraced her, "You can't move, I'm alright."

"...No!" The young girl was especially stubborn about certain things. She cried while tugging at his clothing, "Let me see, please..."

Xi Jiu had originally not wanted her to know that he was injured. But her crying made him unable to resist compromising.

"Okay, I'll let you see, but don't rush."

He carefully placed her on a chair and then turned around.

Several terrifying, fierce wounds, each about twenty centimeters long, ran across the man's back!

The skin around the wounds was turned out, and beads of blood continuously seeped out, soaking into the black camouflaged fabric.

Ruan Qi reached out with trembling hands, gently pulling away the cloth surrounding the wounds.