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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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Blatant threat 0245

Xinyan was angered to illness by this woman and couldn't come to the shoot today. His mood already soured, he ran into her the moment he walked in.

He was only kindly reminding her, but he didn't expect her to be so ungrateful.

Now she even had the audacity to poach someone right in front of him, clearly not taking him seriously at all.

Qin Zihuai felt that all his patience had crumbled because of Su Ran. She just had the knack for making him unable to suppress his anger.

Su Ran casually glanced at Qin Zihuai, showing no regard for his rage, and said languidly.

"Too much? I don't think so."

To put it bluntly.

I don't care what you think, I care what I think.

Qin Zihuai's face turned an ashen hue.

"Poaching my stylist right in front of me, do you have any professional ethics at all?"

Su Ran looked up at him silently, then suddenly chuckled softly, her lips curling slightly.

"Professional ethics should be discussed with someone who has them."

In other words.