The Outcast Heiress’s Secret Identities
Chapter 302 - Chapter 302 Concerns

Chapter 302: Concerns Chapter 302: Concerns A perfect ninety degrees.

“Boss, sister-in-law, hello!”

Su Ran: “…”

This feeling was really a bit indescribable.

She arched an eyebrow, Fu Qiyuan said nothing, and led Su Ran by the hand straight to the main seat.

After the two sat down.

Fu Qiyuan finally faintly lifted his gaze, his cool eyes falling on everyone present, his voice low.

“Everyone, please sit.”

“Yes!”

“Yes!”

“Yes!”

Loud and in unison!

Su Ran: “…”

She might have really come to the wrong place.

Su Ran tugged at her lips lightly, her gaze unintentionally sweeping toward the sofa in the corner facing the entrance of the private room, and her pupils suddenly constricted.

The man sat there quietly, graceful and composed, his black suit jacket open, revealing the expensive shirt inside.

In his hand was a cigarette, pale blue smoke slowly exhaled from his thin lips, then gradually diffusing, his handsome face occasionally obscured by the curling smoke.

Her face was expressionless, unknowing of what he was thinking, a pair of captivating phoenix eyes deep and tranquil, emanating a cold and indifferent aura.

Chi Mu, why was he here?

A twinge of anxiety suddenly gripped Su Ran’s heart, her lips pressed together slightly, a quiet concern beginning to stir within her.

Perhaps sensing something, Chi Mu at that moment slightly lifted his eyelids, and his gaze collided with that of Su Ran.

A chill, almost imperceptible, touched the depths of his cold eyes, but the next instant it was reined in, replaced by a profound and meaningful depth.

He curled his lips in a slight nod toward Su Ran, his penetrating gaze landing on the door of the private room.

Seeing his gesture, Su Ran’s brow suddenly twitched, her concern growing denser.

Fu Qiyuan’s eyes had been on Su Ran all along, noticing her current unease, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Then, as if realizing something, he looked up toward the corner, a fleeting shadow of understanding flashing by.

A moment later, he withdrew his gaze, the hard-to-detect darkness in his black eyes concealed once more.

“What would you like to drink?”

Su Ran lifted her lips, somewhat distracted.

“Anything is fine.”

“Is juice okay?”

Su Ran nodded her head, “Sure.”

Fu Qiyuan glanced at her sideways, the corner of his lips curving slightly.

While everyone was comfortably enjoying the ‘couple’s treats’, they suddenly found themselves on the receiving end of a gaze as if from Hell.

Looking up, they met Fu Qiyuan’s icy stare.

Someone reacted quickly, shivering as they hurriedly said:

“I’ll have someone bring the juice right away.”

Without a doubt, all of Fu Qiyuan’s friends were genuine elites, the real magnates of Yong City, top-tiers amongst the highest society, not the kind that ordinary people could meet.

Different social circles meant many hadn’t met face to face, but at large events, they had at least some acquaintance.

This was the first time Fu Qiyuan brought a girlfriend out, and it was inevitable that there would be toasts.

Mo Shangjie came to his senses first, rushing over to Su Ran’s side with great eagerness.

“Sister-in-law, hello, I am Mo Shangjie.”

Su Ran turned to look at him, Mo Shangjie, the young master of the Mo Family, known as the little tyrant of Yong City, a name that thundered in her ears; naturally, Su Ran recognized him.

She nodded at him, smiling:

“Young Master Mo, hello, I am Su Ran.”

Hearing Su Ran’s words, Mo Shangjie waved his hands frantically, a look of terror on his face.

“Sister-in-law, please don’t be so formal, just call me by my name.”

The title of Young Master Mo was more than he could bear!

After saying this, he stealthily glanced at Fu Qiyuan, his expression weak and timid.

Su Ran smiled, was Fu Qiyuan that scary?

Every one of these men, pulled aside, was a well-known big shot.