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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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Do you like it a bit faster on 0330?

Just then, a low-key luxury black car sped past him.

At the driver's seat, he could only vaguely see the man's profile, but with just a glance, he was certain who the man was.

There was no mistaking it, for the man was too outstanding, whether it was his exceptionally handsome appearance or his unmatched noble aura, Gu Heng was deeply impressed by him.

It was the man who had extravagantly donated two billion yuan to Su Ran at the Charity Donation Event.

But who was he, really?

When did Yong City acquire such a character?

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Since getting into the car, Fu Qiyuan had held Su Ran's hand firmly; his right hand encompassed Su Ran's left hand, their fingers intertwined, and not even when shifting gears did they separate.

The heat from his palm was somewhat scorching, instantly warming her slightly chilly hand.

The man's pulse beat somewhat fast, one beat after another, as if it was jumping into one's heart.