Xiaoxiaohe

[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."

The Outcast Heiress's Secret Identities

Su Xinyan slightly pursed her lips and smiled, but beside her, Gu Heng's face was filled with gloom.


Both looked up and saw Gu Heng's displeased expression.


Su Xinyan's smile faded a bit as she looked at him, somewhat hurt.


"Brother Heng, don't blame Siya. She was also considering my feelings. If you don't want me to participate, it's okay, I can just refuse..."


But it wasn't as easy as Su Xinyan made it sound. Lin Siya's suggestion had won everyone's approval, and before the duo could get on stage, the crowd began to clamor again.


Everything was in place, and now Gu Heng also felt like he was in a bind.


The sullen look on his face gradually subsided, replaced by a mix of conflict and discomfort.


But seeing Su Xinyan's expectant yet restrained look, he finally closed his eyes tightly, his voice hoarse.


0272 Good