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

With that thought in mind, Su Ran stood up and opened her suitcase to grab a change of clothes.


It was only then, with the clothes in hand, that she noticed a black box within.


Because the box was placed at the very bottom of the suitcase, she hadn't discovered it when she was previously searching for her clothes.


Opening it with curiosity, her eyes suddenly froze in astonishment.


The bright red fabric, even without taking it out, she knew it was a gown.


However, Fu Qiyuan was the last one to organize her luggage.


Thinking of the man's thoughtfulness, Su Ran was filled with even more emotion and warmth.


She also conveniently wouldn't have to go out and choose a gown anymore.


She took out her cellphone and directly called the man.


Though it was already busy back home, the call was quickly answered.


"Xiao Ran," the man's voice was as indulgent and gentle as always.


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