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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 · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
533 Chs

0152 you still know to come back

Su Ran gazed at the man's tall and straight silhouette, lost in thought for a moment.

Why did she feel that Fu Qiyuan's state of mind today seemed somewhat off?

Su Ran held her things and went straight to the kitchen.

"You sit down for a while, I'll go cook."

"Hmm."

The man responded indifferently, lazily sitting on the sofa, his fingers with distinct knuckles pulling off his tie, undoing the top two buttons of his shirt.

His manner was aristocratic and casually dismissive, appearing somewhat unconcerned.

Su Ran couldn't help but take another glance at him, her suspicions growing stronger.

An hour and a half later, dinner was served.

Su Ran sat opposite the man, watching him eat his food calmly and methodically, the feeling of doubt growing inside her.

Why was it so quiet today?

It was a quietness that felt unusual.

"Fu Qiyuan."

At the sound of her voice, Fu Qiyuan looked up at her unhurriedly.

"What's the matter?"