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!

She recalled the feeling of defusing a bomb on an airplane a few months ago in her mind, her fingertips trembling slightly.


"Ruan Qi, your emotions are off! They're not intense enough! And Wei Jiaming, you're crying too miserably, tone it down!"


The clapperboard was sounded, and the third take began.


Ruan Qi looked at the several complex wires in the timer bomb, a mix of trepidation and unease welling up in her bright eyes.


Her lips tightly pursed, her hand holding the tool pliers hesitated.


If she cut the wrong one, what would happen to her comrades?


Cold sweat oozed from Ruan Qi's forehead; she took a deep breath and slowly reached out her hand...


Jian Guoqiang abruptly stood up, bellowing at the top of his voice, "Are you a piece of wood, Ruan Qi! Do you even know what tension is? That's a bomb! It's about human lives! Were you this calm when you disarmed a bomb on the airplane?!"


Chapter 688: The Exquisite Wellness Girl (Part 4)_1