The young woman who stepped out of the car was a foreign white woman.
Dressed in a khaki trench coat, she paired it with a white chiffon shirt and black casual pants—simple, stylish, and elegant.
Her long, amber curly hair naturally cascaded over her shoulders, her eyes were a pale blue, her lips a delicate red, and her face so exquisitely flawless.
Under the sunlight, her body shimmered with a lustrous glow, akin to a goddess from Western mythology, unbelievably beautiful.
At this moment.
The employees going in and out of the company, as well as pedestrians on the street, all stirred.
"Oh my goodness, this woman is so beautiful, she's like the goddess of all goddesses!"
"Even compared with President Stewart, this woman is no less impressive!"
"The key is, this woman's temperament is also beyond reproach!"
"Who exactly is this woman, and why is she here?"
Many people started talking.
Especially the men, who were all struck dumb, breathing rapidly, swallowing hard.
