The Outcast Heiress’s Secret Identities

Chapter 52: Nothing can compare with you.

Fu Qiyuan also smiled, the corners of his lips gradually lifting. He leaned in close to her, his bottomless eyes like a myriad of stars, dazzling and captivating.

His thin lips parted slightly, his voice low and enchanting:

“You’re not kind, and I’m ruthless, we are just… a match made in heaven.”

Su Ran’s eyes flickered.

A match made in heaven, that’s just not fair!

“Would you like to go?”

The man’s low voice rose slowly overhead.

Su Ran looked up at him with a puzzled expression.

“The Qin family’s gala, do you want to go?”

Su Ran was surprised, then heard the man continue:

“Slapping someone’s face is only meaningful in person.”

Su Ran blinked and suddenly let out a light laugh.

This man, he was just too much to her taste!

Not only did he fit her ideal looks, but his thoughts were also completely in line with hers.

Slapping someone’s face is indeed more interesting on the spot, isn’t it?

Yet she wasn’t worried at all, because…

“Don’t worry, someone will personally deliver the invitation to my hands.”

She spoke with an air of nonchalance, her bright starry eyes shimmering with light.

Fu Qiyuan nodded slightly, and at that moment, the room door suddenly made a noise.

Su Ran set the glass she was holding on the table and got up.

“I’ll get the door.”

When the room door opened, Su Ran didn’t see anyone; instead, what caught her eye was a stack of documents piled up like a fortress.

She frowned slightly, since when did Qianran International have so many documents for her to handle?

“You…”

“Sorry to disturb you, Miss Su!”

Hearing the voice, Su Ran was somewhat surprised.

“Assistant Qin?”

“It’s me.”

Qin Feng, holding the documents, struggled to peek out, and it took a while for Su Ran to spot him through the narrow gap.

“What is this…”

Qin Feng pulled at his lips awkwardly, and whether it was an illusion or not, Su Ran weirdly read a hint of grievance on that deadpan face, causing the corners of her lips to twitch involuntarily.

“These are documents President Fu needs.”

Hearing this, Su Ran was somewhat surprised.

So he really was busy!

“Is it urgent? Then bring them in quickly, I’ll help you.”

As she spoke, Su Ran moved to grab the top document, but no sooner had her hand stretched out than Qin Feng, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, suddenly bristled.

He hurriedly took two steps back with the documents, stumbling a bit in his haste and almost falling over.

“No need, no need, Miss Su, I can manage.”

Qin Feng said, his heart still racing.

He had a feeling that if Miss Su took the documents, his fate would be even worse.

At least when it came to preserving his life, he had never lost to anyone.

“But you…”

Before Su Ran could finish, Fu Qiyuan’s indifferent voice suddenly came from behind her.

“He doesn’t need help.”

Qin Feng: But he does need help, he really does!

Hearing this.

Su Ran turned around, and the man had already positioned himself behind her without her noticing.

“Do you have something else to do?”

“Nothing important.”

Fu Qiyuan looked at her, his voice casual and light.

At his words, Qin Feng’s brow twitched vehemently.

Nothing important? The launch of Global Mall was imminent, involving billions in funds; how could this not be important when it came to President Fu?

Qin Feng stole a glance at Su Ran standing beside Fu Qiyuan and thought that perhaps in President Fu’s heart, nothing could compare to Miss Su.

Sure enough, the next second.

Fu Qiyuan: “Nothing can compare to you.”

Qin Feng’s heart suddenly surged with respect.

The wife of the boss is indeed formidable!

The man’s matter-of-fact tone made her unmindful heart skip a beat yet again.