The Outcast Heiress's Secret Identities

Chapter 62: 062 Enemies on a narrow road

“What other Fu family could it be, how many Fu families are there in Yong City?”

Upon hearing these words, someone exclaimed, and a wave of echoing voices followed.

“The Fu family that’s said to overshadow everything with just a hand?”

“Yeah, but I don’t know which member of the Fu family will attend.”

“Do you think it might be Fu Qiyuan?”

“Young Director of the Fu family? Don’t dream, what kind of person is Fu Qiyuan? The Qin family doesn’t even have the qualifications to speak to him. Sending an assistant to attend is already giving the Qin family face.”

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The sharp voice carried deep infatuation.

“Since he took over the Fu family, he has never appeared in public, nobody knows if he’s tall or short, fat or thin.”

“That’s right, he has been expanding the empire overseas in the past two years. It’s said that this young director, despite his young age, has formidable tactics, leading the Fu Consortium to unprecedented heights.”

“To have the good fortune of meeting someone from the Fu family would truly be a stroke of luck. Xinyan, I envy you for being able to attend the Qin family’s banquet.”

“Yes, if only we could go with you!”

Seeing these women looking enviously and jealously at her, Su Xinyan sneered in disdain inside her heart.

Want to attend the Qin family’s banquet?

Look at yourselves and see if you’re worthy!

Triumph and arrogance filled Su Xinyan’s eyes, but she maintained her usual demure and kind facade.

She smiled softly and said, “There will definitely be a chance.”

Next to her, Zhao Yiyi tugged at the hem of her clothes and said disdainfully:

“Xinyan, why do you bother with so much nonsense with them? These women obviously have no good intentions. We came out to eat; why did you bring them along?”

Zhao Yiyi was dressed in a cinched waist pencil dress, a sexy spaghetti strap top complemented by a light cardigan, a Chanel latest model bag slung over her shoulder, her hair cascading down her back, looking sensual and charming.

“It’s alright, Yiyi, we’re all from the same crew, we’ll have to face each other sooner or later. If they want to follow, it wouldn’t be polite to refuse.”

Su Xinyan herself was wearing an off-the-shoulder bandage dress, with its waist-cinching design accentuating her slender figure even more, a light blazer draped over her shoulders, beautiful face hidden behind black sunglasses, topped with a wide-brimmed sun hat.

“You’re just too kind-hearted.”

Zhao Yiyi said with a pout.

“Speaking of which, First-Class Fragrance is really not a place just anyone can come to. Look at this design, this decor, simply immoderately luxurious.”

Su Xinyan was also startled by the store’s astonishing design for a moment, but she concealed it very well, not showing the slightest emotion, and didn’t react like Zhao Yiyi who seemed inexperienced with the world.

She smiled lightly, “The reputation of Imperial Royal Kitchen isn’t for nothing.”

“We’re really basking in Xinyan’s light today.”

“Yeah, we’re lucky because of Xinyan.”

Upon hearing this, Su Xinyan’s heart swelled even more.

She arrived at the service counter surrounded by the group, and then she saw Su Ran.

Seeing Su Ran, Zhao Yiyi immediately frowned in disgust.

“Su Ran, what are you doing here?”

The corners of Su Ran’s brows lifted slightly. It was indeed a case of enemies on a narrow road.

“Sister, what are you doing here? Are you… here to eat?”

Su Xinyan instantly repressed the coldness in her eyes, adopting a look of surprised delight.

At those words, Su Ran’s lips curled up slightly, her gaze at Su Xinyan playful.

“Is First-Class Fragrance owned by your family?”

Her implication was clear: What business is it of yours?

Su Xinyan’s face momentarily stiffened, then she put on a look of enduring grievance.