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

Ye Zhichen clearly heard Fu Qiyuan's voice on the phone and immediately felt a bit awkward as she touched her nose.


"Cough, it seems I really am interrupting you two!"


Su Ran sighed softly while signaling Fu Qiyuan not to make a fuss, and then spoke up,


"No, what's up for calling me at this time?"


Fu Qiyuan received the message from Su Ran and, indeed, quieted down, listening to the conversation between the two.


"Xiao Ran, are you about to go to Y country?"


Ye Zhichen held her breath a little and asked,


"How do you feel? It's going to be your first time appearing before the world, are you nervous?"


Su Ran chuckled. Even without seeing Ye Zhichen's face, just by listening to her unconsciously softened voice, Su Ran could imagine her current anxious expression.


0618, are you nervous?