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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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0138 Sobering Soup

Su Ran's face turned red, and, somewhat annoyed, she gave him a glare. But in Fu Qiyuan's eyes, that glare was nothing but alluring.

He chuckled softly, reached out to stroke her head, his voice gentle and obviously doting.

"Feeling dizzy?"

Su Ran shook her head. Just a few glasses of red wine were nothing in her book.

"It's got a strong aftereffect, be careful of a headache, Qin Feng."

Only then did Su Ran notice Qin Feng standing beside them.

Yet Qin Feng was the picture of awkwardness, unsure of what expression to wear on his typically stoic face.

Expressionless, he stepped forward, carrying a thermos in the same manner, and, with equal lack of expression, took out a bowl of soup from it, then presented it respectfully to Fu Qiyuan, all the while repeating in his mind.

It's okay!

It's really okay!

At that moment, he still felt like an inconspicuous tool.

Having the honor to witness the love of his boss and the lady boss was his privilege!