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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."

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After seeing me from 068 onwards, remember to walk around me.

However, Su Ran had used quite a bit of force in that slap, and Zhao Yiyi failed to stay on her feet, falling directly to the ground.

Blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, turning her cheek bright red as it quickly swelled.

"Yiyi..."

Shockingly, Su Xinyan exclaimed and rushed to Zhao Yiyi's side, helping her up.

"Yiyi, are you alright?"

Zhao Yiyi's eyes were red with anger as she stared coldly at Su Ran, speechless.

Seeing the swelling on her cheek, Su Xinyan's eyes immediately filled with distress, and the rims began to redden.

"Sister, how could you hit someone?"

Disapprovingly looking at Su Ran, her reddening eyes were laced with reproach.

Su Ran snorted lightly, walked over to Zhao Yiyi, and grabbed her jaw.

Zhao Yiyi struggled instinctively, unable to break free. The more she resisted, the harder the grip on her chin became.

With a slight lean, Su Ran's tone was icy and piercing.

"If I hear those two words from your mouth again, beware I might tear it apart."