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The Outcast Heiress's Secret Identities

[Powerfulcouple] The entire Yong City knew that Eldest Miss Su of the Su Family had a malicious nature and a scandalous reputation, acting outlandishly day after day, much to her family's disgust. Worthless dad: "I certainly do not have such a daughter; my only daughter is Xinyan." Old Madam: "Shameless thing, you've completely thrown the Su Family's face away." White lotus younger sister: "I'm sorry, Sister, we were never people from the same world." Scumbags: "Trash that can't show their face in public, lowly people don't deserve to enter our circle." However... Before Eldest Miss Su had expressed her opinion, various bosses couldn't hold back any longer. A certain Film Emperor: "Picking on my boss—tired of living, are we?" A certain Association: "Mr. President, please instruct, bankruptcy or banishment?" A certain Group: "What's the Su Family? Not even worthy to carry the BOSS's shoes." Bigwigs from various fields: "Hello, sister-in-law!" Su Ran: "?" While the outside world was marveling at the continuously revealed identities of Eldest Miss Su, the man who was legendary for his mystery and restrained self-discipline swept her into his embrace. "Little ancestor, is there any identity of yours that I don't know about?" the man's voice was seductive, lazy, and casual. Sister Ran curled her red lips slightly, smiling brightly: "Your wife."

Xiaoxiaohe · Urban
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369 Chs

0136 Who dares to touch her, just try

"Su Ran, what are you trying to do?"

Xu Jie broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, feeling as if his wrist was about to be crushed by Su Ran.

Wen Peipei snapped back to reality and, seeing the scene unfold, her expression darkened instantly.

"Xiao Ran, what are you doing!"

Su Ran turned a deaf ear and picked up another glass of wine from the table.

"Didn't Young Master Xu want to drink the wine I offer? Here's my toast to you."

A tightening gripped Xu Jie's heart, "No need, you… let me go quickly…"

The more he struggled, the tighter Su Ran gripped, and the sweat on his forehead grew more profuse.

"Don't be polite, please!"

Su Ran ignored him and forcefully poured the wine down his throat, gripping his chin. Although some spilled, most of it was involuntarily swallowed by the man.

"How is it? Don't be shy, Young Master Xu."