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

When this scene was posted online, it immediately caused quite a stir.


Even though the list of betrothal gifts wasn't specifically made public, the mere sight of the entourage was enough to make everyone in Yong City green with envy.


People sighed in admiration at Su Xinyan's good fortune and murmured about the formidable strength of the Gu Family.


It was just a wedding, yet money was spent like water.


As soon as Gu Heng entered the Su Family's main door, he saw the woman in the living room.


Today, Su Xinyan was in a pure white bridal gown, an off-shoulder design with white pearl flowers embellishing the chest, a cinched waist emphasizing her slender figure, and a long train trailing on the floor.


Her face bore delicate makeup, nothing flashy or ostentatious.


Her milk tea-colored hair was all swept up, and she wore a white Phoenix Crown on her head, with a veil that floated ethereally, making her seem full of celestial grace.


0569 Wedding Banquet