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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
516 Chs

Chapter 386 You Will Become Very Famous (Part 1)_1

Wen Lu looked at the thermos twisted into a pretzel by Ruan Qi, her face turning pale. She staggered backward several steps and plopped down onto the ground.

The young girl, with a smile brimming in her eyes, casually tossed the twisted thermos at her feet.

Bang!

Wen Lu was again frightened into a jolt.

At that moment, the piercing ringtone of the cellphone on the coffee table sounded.

"!" Wen Lu almost screamed.

Ruan Qi looked at her with a smile.

"Miss Wen, I hope when I finish my call and come back out, I won't see you here anymore," she said.

After speaking, the young girl picked up the cellphone from the coffee table and turned to leave.

The living room became quiet once again.

Wen Lu seemed to be frozen in shock, sitting dazedly on the floor.

The corpse of the thermos lay at her feet, silently mocking her disheveled state.

It took Wen Lu several seconds to force down the panic in her heart.