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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

0169 Eat more... meat

His tongue fleetingly licked her finger gaps, his tone ambiguous and sensual.

"After all, our Ranran is quite shy."

The sensation on her palm made Su Ran shudder violently, and she broke free from the man's confinement, turning to head towards the door.

"I... Grandma is calling us to have dinner."

Watching the girl's flurried departure, Fu Qiyuan slightly curved his lips, a pampering yet indulgent smile crossing his eyes.

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Downstairs.

The old lady sat on the sofa, her happy eyes nearly closing with delight.

"It's all about the right timing, location, and harmony. It's up to that stinky boy to grasp it."

Aunt Wu handed the old lady a glass of water, placing it in her hand with a smile:

"Rest assured, Madam, the young master will not waste all your efforts."

The old lady pursed her lips.

"With his blockhead, if he ever understood my heartfelt intentions, he'd already have a son."