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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
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888 Chs
#POWERFULCOUPLE
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0346 is very beautiful.

Miss Xiao Ran must be trying on a dress?

The young master has returned at just the right time!

Fu Qiyuan arrived at the door of Su Ran's room, which was slightly ajar and not tightly closed. He knocked on the door and stood at the entrance waiting.

One minute, two minutes, there was no sound from inside the room.

He pursed his lips, knocked on the door again, perhaps with too much force, and with a "creak", the door opened by itself.

The knocking paused for a moment, his gaze swept across the room in a glance, finding no one inside.

His deep, dark eyes narrowed slightly, confirming that he didn't see Su Ran, he slowly stepped inside.

His slippers made no sound on the carpet.

The room was clean and tidy, not at all like it was being sorted through.

Fu Qiyuan's confusion was unknown to Su Ran.

In the dressing room, she picked out a stylish and simple gown. From her perspective as a professional designer, she had to admit that Fu Qiyuan's taste was really good.