The Outcast Heiress’s Secret Identities
Chapter 572 - Chapter 572 0562

Chapter 572: 0562 Chapter 572: 0562 Su Xinyan’s eyes flashed with a trace of venom, but her face showed a helpless and fragile expression.

She let out a soft sigh, and the smile on her face became even more bitter.

“I’m fine.”

Zhao Yiyi could naturally hear the restrained grievance in her voice and quickly reached out to hold Su Xinyan’s hand.

“Xinyan, you believe in my cousin, he loves you so much, he would never do anything to wrong you. It must be that slut Su Ran, knowing that you and my cousin are getting married, deliberately seducing him at this time, attempting to ruin your wedding.”

Zhao Yiyi spoke as if it was a matter of fact, her righteously indignant appearance as if she dearly wished she could chop Su Ran into pieces.

Su Xinyan’s face grew increasingly pale, her lips quivering with bitterness as she lowered her head.

“I naturally believe in Brother Heng., but why won’t she let us be, even though Brother Heng and I are getting married tomorrow?”

Under the light, a cold glint flashed across Zhao Yiyi’s eyes.

“Don’t worry, Xinyan, I won’t let that slut succeed.”

Su Xinyan’s eyes brimmed with tears as she looked up worriedly at Zhao Yiyi.

“Yiyi, what are you going to do?”

Zhao Yiyi snorted coldly, “She likes seducing men, doesn’t she? Then I’ll let the whole internet see her true face, seducing a married man, her own brother-in-law. I’d like to see how she turns this around!”

Zhao Yiyi spoke angrily, her tone full of resentment on behalf of Su Xinyan.

But in her heart, she hated Su Ran to death.

She itched to flay her alive.

How could she let her go after what that woman did to her, leaving her in such a sorry state?

Su Xinyan kept her head down to hide the malice in her eyes; when she lifted it again, it was replaced with a face of entanglement and forbearance.

“Let’s just forget it, the wedding is tomorrow; I don’t want to create trouble at this time.”

Zhao Yiyi glanced at her helplessly, yet her tone was filled with frustration.

“Are you stupid? Constantly tolerating her will only make her more aggressive. She dares to use these bewitching tactics to seduce my cousin on the eve of your wedding, how can you just let it be?”

Su Xinyan’s gaze once again fell on her phone, her grip turning her knuckles white.

Su Ran, I refuse to believe that you can come out unscathed this time.

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When Su Ran returned to Platinum Lanting, it was already past the end of the workday.

Fu Qiyuan had gone to the company in the afternoon; he should have returned by now, right?

Entering the villa without seeing anyone, she assumed he was in the study dealing with documents.

Checking the time, and seeing there was a while before dinner, she took her bag and the zitan wood box directly back to her room.

The room had been cleaned by the maid; Su Ran tossed her bag onto the sofa, then sat down holding the box.

As she gazed at the box in a slight daze, a faint noise came from the bathroom.

She turned her head in a daze, only to see Fu Qiyuan standing in the doorway of the bathroom, wearing a bathrobe, with water still dripping from his hair.

Fu Qiyuan’s gaze also landed on the person on the sofa immediately, fixing on her face.

“Back?”

Su Ran nodded lightly and responded softly, “Yes.”

Then her gaze fell on the man’s wet hair, her brows slightly furrowed, and she placed the box on the coffee table, walking slowly towards him.

“Why didn’t you dry your hair? Wait a moment.”

With that, she went into the bathroom.

When she came out again, she was holding a dry towel in her hand.

“Sit on the sofa.”

Fu Qiyuan looked at the item in her hands, his eyes pausing for a moment before he hooked up the corner of his lips slightly, obediently walking over to the sofa and sitting down.

Su Ran approached him and began to towel off his hair.

Due to their height difference, even with the man sitting, his head was level with her chest.

His hair, not too long, allowed her fingers to be close to his scalp to dry it more thoroughly.

Fu Qiyuan looked up at her motions, a small curve forming on his lips.

Soon, Su Ran stopped her actions, testing the hair with her hand; it was half-dry. She then put the towel aside.

Fu Qiyuan reached out, wrapping his arm around Su Ran’s slender waist, and pulled her straight into his embrace.

Caught off guard, Su Ran tumbled directly into Fu Qiyuan’s arms, her hands instinctively bracing against his shoulders.

By the time she realized what happened, she was already sitting firmly on the man’s lap.

“You…”

“Don’t move; let me hold you for a while.”

Fu Qiyuan leaned his head into her neck, inhaling her fresh, subtle scent.

His voice was low and hoarse, raspy from desire.

Having just begun their physical relationship, it was easy for them to lose control upon contact.

Knowing the taste and craving more!

It was truly addictive.

But Fu Qiyuan was also aware that he had gone too far the night before; clinging to the last bit of self-control, he forced the sultry thoughts out of his mind.

However, holding such a warm and fragrant body was incredibly tempting.

Taking a deep breath at her neck, he suddenly spoke up.

“Did you bring back your mother’s things?”

His voice, low and husky, carried seductive raspiness.

He slowly lifted his gaze, his hand cradling the back of her head and looking into her eyes with a gentle warmth.

Su Ran paused for a moment, heard his words, and her body gradually relaxed. Her eyes shifted, looking at the box on the coffee table, and she nodded lightly.

“Yes, that one on the coffee table.”

Fu Qiyuan followed her gaze and then saw the rosewood box on the other side.

Despite its age, it was still exquisitely made, obviously worth a great deal.

There was silence in the room for a while, after which Su Ran lifted her eyes to look at him and said softly,

“Do you want to open it and take a look?”

“Okay.”

At this moment, he also needed something else to distract his attention.

The girl’s influence on him was like poison; the moment he saw her, he could hardly control the boiling blood within him.

Su Ran smiled at him, then stood up from his embrace, took the box in her hands, and sat down again beside the man.

She gently caressed it before slowly opening the box.

Fu Qiyuan saw the jewelry inside, entangled and in disarray, and his brows slightly furrowed.

With his discerning eye, he naturally knew these things were valuable.

He looked up at Su Ran and said in a deep voice,

“Is this how they keep your mother’s belongings?”

Su Ran first glanced at the items in the box, then lifted her eyes to meet the man’s gaze, the corners of her lips curling up with a touch of irony.

“Do you think the Su Family… would take good care of my mother’s belongings? Wen Peipei never liked my mother, and Su Hongde… his feelings for my mother were complex, a mix of hatred with regret that made him hard to fathom. As for Xinyan and her daughter… they resent me and my mother for taking everything that should have been theirs. It was not easy to recover these things.”

Fu Qiyuan’s handsome face gradually became solemn.

“What about your grandfather?”

Su Ran paused for a moment and looked outside through the floor-to-ceiling window.

The light in the manor tinged the air with a haze, mirroring her current mood.

“Grandfather… he still has a bit of affection for me.”

After her mother’s incident, he had brought her back to the Su Family despite opposition, and while she wasn’t treated as well as Xinyan, she wasn’t neglected either.

But five years ago, he allowed Wen Peipei to drive her out of the Su Family without saying a word, leaving her with a tarnished reputation.

And not long before, he had transferred all his assets to her.

Her grandfather’s feelings for her were complex, and she could feel it.

What she had wanted to ask was…

Why was he so good to her?

And why then did he choose to turn a blind eye to her?

There seemed to be many stories between her family and her mother.

Grandfather… and Su Hongde!

And yet, she had no idea where to start her inquiries.

Fu Qiyuan looked at the melancholic expression on the girl’s face, feeling a twinge of heartache.

“It’s okay, from now on I will cherish and love you, including your mother’s share, and I won’t let you get hurt.”

Su Ran blinked her eyes and laughed softly, but her heart warmed at his words.

“That was my mother.”

Fu Qiyuan raised an eyebrow, “And she will also be my mother.”

Su Ran, looking at his serious demeanor, couldn’t help but laugh.

Fu Qiyuan also smiled, then leaned down and kissed her lips.

He then picked up one of the jade bracelets and examined it.

“These things aren’t badly damaged, a restorer could repair them.”

Upon hearing this.

Su Ran also breathed a sigh of relief; naturally, she hoped her mother’s belongings would remain intact.

Fu Qiyuan was about to put the bracelet back into the box when his eyes fell on a half-moon shaped jade pendant.

And this jade pendant was the very Jade Jue that Tan Lirong had taken away.

He stared at it for a few seconds, then put down the bracelet and picked up the Jade Jue.

Its light green body was embellished with a touch of light purple, with clear patterns and a lifelike flying dragon engraved on it.

After a while, Fu Qiyuan asked in a low voice,

“Is this also your mother’s?”

Su Ran looked at the item in his hand and nodded.

“Yes, this Jade Jue is also listed in the inventory of items left to me by my mother.”

Fu Qiyuan frowned and fell silent for a moment.

“What’s wrong? Is there a problem with this item?” Su Ran asked.

“It looks familiar.”

Fu Qiyuan’s eyes flashed with contemplation, and his gaze became obscure.

Su Ran sat up straight, looking at him in surprise.

“You’ve seen this Jade Jue before? But how could you have seen my mother’s belongings?”

The man pondered for two seconds before replying,

“Perhaps I saw it at some auction. This piece is clearly one of a pair.”

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