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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 · 现代言情
分數不夠
460 Chs

0214 show off your skills if you can

"Should I feel honored that you still find beauty in your eyes?"

To be honest, facing his face, she didn't feel she had much chance of winning.

Having heard that,

Fu Qiyuan's smile gradually widened, turning seductive. He propped himself up on the bed and then stood up, pulling the girl off the bed as well.

After getting up, Su Ran smoothed out her clothes, while the man raised his hand to straighten her somewhat messy hair.

"Hungry? I'll go downstairs and cook for you!"

Su Ran chuckled.

"Okay!"

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Downstairs.

The two had a clear division of labor.

Fu Qiyuan was busy in the kitchen, while Su Ran sat in the living room watching TV.

She wanted to help several times, but each time the man chased her out.

Just as she was about to head to the kitchen again, the man's phone on the coffee table started ringing.

"Fu Qiyuan, your phone."

Su Ran came to the kitchen doorway with the phone in hand.