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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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444 Chs

069 Evil Guest

The receptionist approached the group with an unfriendly expression.

Su Xinyan's face suddenly darkened.

"Why? She is a guest, we are also guests; why are you asking us to leave?"

Su Xinyan was so angry she almost blacked out.

She had been kicked out of the hospital last time, and now she was being kicked out of First-Class Fragrance.

And all of this was because of Su Ran!

Bitch!

Why did this bitch always like to act against her?

Just wait and see!

One day, she would make her pay.

"Riffraff, not just anyone can come into First-Class Fragrance; at the very least, people like you can't."

The receptionist disdainfully said, surveying the group's attire. They were clearly either wealthy or noble, and both women seemed to be daughters of powerful households, one of them possibly being the current popular celebrity, even though she was hiding her face.

But their manners—she really couldn't compliment them; they were vulgar and despicable to the point of being appalling.