Master An

[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!

The Young Master Is My Top Fan!

Wang Leke's fans went crazy with laughter when they saw this Weibo post.


[Old Wang, please remember your place. Chinese film and television and Qing Shi Entertainment are competitors, okay?]


[Wang Mingliang: I've raised a traitor.]


[Wang Leke: Who cares about traitors? Sister Ruan is what's most important.]


[No. 1 Ruan Qi fan in showbiz—Wang Leke.]


[You guys, you're forgetting about Shen Shi. She's the ultimate Ruan Qi fan.]


Fans online were overjoyed, and in the office, Xi Jiu opened Ruan Qi's singing video for the fourth time.


The short video, just a dozen seconds long, ended quickly.


Xi Jiu, seemingly wanting more, put down his phone and lifted his head to look at Assistant Mu with deep, dark eyes.


The corners of Xi Jiu's mouth seemed to curve slightly as he straightened the tie on his chest and pointed at the phone.


"..." That really was a profound and soul-stirring question.


Chapter 133 King Meets King (Vote Request)_1