Liang Jiuhui's office was filled with a sense of marvel as he watched a man and a woman walk in, their eyes brimming with awe.
Before the apocalypse, she used to be an agent at a modeling company, and the two people who walked in would have turned heads even before the apocalypse, with their figures and temperament, let alone in these times that could age people more than the years themselves.
Su Jin also saw the woman beside Liang Jiuhui, she was still wearing a thin veil, revealing only her eyes and half of her nose bridge, but judging by her figure and those eyes alone, she was undoubtedly a beauty.
She remembered what Mrs. Su had mentioned during a casual chat in the space—that among the four people they had rescued, one woman had her face scratched, which is why she always wore a veil.
Could it be the woman in front of her?