237 Highest Level VIP! Su Ruan Has Lost Face [1 Update]

Outside the door, Su Ruan was dressed in a red gown that touched her ankles, exuding an impressive presence.

Yet even in her 8cm high heels, she was still not as tall as the girl wearing flat slippers.

Her expression cold, Su Ruan raised her hand directly.

Disgust filled her eyes, but more than that was an air of superiority.

With a swift motion that carried the wind and without the slightest hesitation, her hand was about to slap the girl's face.

Fu Yihan, who had just run over, happened to witness this scene. His face changed, and he gasped with surprise, about to intervene, he blurted out, "Xiao Ruan, don't!"

Fu Yihan didn't believe for a second that the Black Gold Card belonged to Ying Zijin.

The anonymous Black Card from Lorentz Bank was indeed aesthetically pleasing, adorned with a golden iris, but it lacked the usual identifiers of other bank cards.

Moreover, it had only been issued in the Capital area, not even the wealthy families of Shanghai City had it.