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!

The senior executives noticed that their BOSS's aura became more gentle at that moment.


That cold face, almost icy, was like the spring warmth blooming, the ice and snow melting away.


Both of them exchanged a knowing look, the same thought popping into their heads—


Even if it wasn't Madam's message, it must be related to her!


"Let's stop here for today," Xi Jiu reluctantly shifted his gaze away from the phone and said in a deep voice, "Leave the plan here, I'll discuss it after I've reviewed it."


The executives heaved a sigh of relief.


Thank you, Madam, for saving their lives!


The door closed slowly, and the office quieted down once more.


Xi Jiu lowered his eyes, his gaze focused on the photo sent by Shen Wenqian.


His fingertips gently traced over the photo of the young girl's silhouette, a gentle twinkle stirring within the depths of his dark, ink-like pupils.


Chapter 689 Pleading with Madam to Save a Life (Part 1)