The Outcast Heiress’s Secret Identities

Chapter 74: 074 Is it good-looking?

He sat there quietly, with a languid ease about him. He did nothing in particular, yet his presence made her heart race.

“Is it nice to look at?”

Suddenly, a deep and husky voice slowly filled the cabin.

Su Ran returned to her senses, her gaze somewhat hazy, and a faint blush spread across her exquisite and icy face.

She was no longer of the age to be foolishly infatuated, yet there she was, staring blankly at a man.

Su Ran said nothing and silently lowered her head.

A low chuckle from the man came from above her head, deep and magnetic, inexplicably captivating.

Su Ran buried her head even lower.

“All right, no lower, you’re almost there.”

With that,

Su Ran felt someone lift her chin, and as she looked up, she met Qi Yuan’s deep and dark eyes.

As their distance suddenly closed, Su Ran froze, then hastily averted her gaze.

Fu Qiyuan slightly curled his lips, the amusement in his eyes flickering.

“Are you still okay?”

Su Ran understood what the man was asking—it was about the First-Class Fragrance.

She shook her head, “It’s nothing.”

“It was my neglect.”

Fu Qiyuan’s deep eyes roiled with turmoil, his cool voice sounded slightly grave.

Su Ran looked at him, confusion on her face.

The man smiled and ruffled her hair, “It won’t happen again!”

His languid voice held a note of firmness, leaving Su Ran even more puzzled.

Fu Qiyuan said nothing, pulled out a gold-trimmed Purple Card, and handed it to her.

Su Ran: “…”

She blinked, looking at him with a touch of confusion.

Was he acting… a bit off tonight?

What’s with this sudden card-flinging?

“This… What does this mean?”

Fu Qiyuan looked at her, his expression unruffled, speaking as if mentioning a minor affair.

“The Universal Card for First-Class Fragrance.”

Su Ran’s eyes widened slightly.

So this was the legendary Universal Card?

With this card, no need for reservations, no queues, unlimited consumption, all expenses waived.

It’s not only about access to First-Class Fragrance but also a symbol of status and wealth, a dream for many.

However, she was now even more certain that the mysterious boss behind First-Class Fragrance was Fu Qiyuan.

Su Ran was somewhat flabbergasted but instinctively began to refuse.

“I can’t accept this… ”

“Did you enjoy the offerings inside?”

Fu Qiyuan spoke up indifferently, cutting off her imminent rejection.

Su Ran was slightly startled, then nodded.

“Exquisite and delicious, quite nice.”

“Then accept it.”

Su Ran: “…”

The familiar, faintly painful sensation of a headache slowly crept in.

She looked at the man’s solemn and handsome face, then suddenly let out a soft laugh, her brows lifting slightly, the mirth in her eyes something Fu Qiyuan was well-acquainted with, bright and unrestrained.

“It seems… we’re not yet at that point where I can casually accept things from you.”

“It’s not casual,” Fu Qiyuan replied with a smile on his lips.

“Oh?”

Su Ran raised an eyebrow, questioning.

Fu Qiyuan’s obscure eyes deepened as they settled on her face, her smile gentle and light, deepening the color in his eyes.

“I am pursuing you.”

Su Ran: “…”

Facing the man, it seemed she no longer felt weary of heart.

Yet she, battle-hardened as she was, found herself increasingly at a loss for words.

“Merely pursuing, and to skip straight to the end result, wouldn’t that be too insincere?”

At her words, Fu Qiyuan chuckled lowly, leaning in slightly, and his warm breath cascaded across Su Ran’s delicate and icy face.

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