A man in a suit!
"You've... got the wrong photo, right?" Shen Zhao's eyes filled with suspicion as he looked at the beauty in red before him. "This... this is a picture of your boyfriend, isn't it?"
"No, that's a photo of me!" the beauty in red replied with an assured smile. "I told you, that's what I looked like before I became a Martial Artist."
"This... COUGH, COUGH."
Gazing at the red-dressed beauty, whose features were vaguely similar to the man in the photo, as if they were siblings, Shen Zhao's face became incredibly stiff. Waves of nausea churned in his stomach.
It's like I've gone to Thailand, but even Thailand's medical standards can't be this advanced, can they?
Shen Zhao tried to make sense of it. After all, from every angle he had looked, the beauty in red was a genuine, bona fide woman—a true beauty!
