Supergirl's Aunt

"Hello."

During the gathering and dinner on Themyscira, Supergirl Kara Zor-El approached Ke Chen.

"Hi."

Ke Chen returned the greeting, his gaze boldly sweeping over Kara. Her outfit was still aesthetically pleasing—the classic set, with black stockings and a uniform...

Unlike several of the later suits. Who knew whether their brains had gone haywire, but they had actually swapped skirts for pants. Was that still Supergirl?

This outfit showed off Kara's figure even more. Otherwise, in those baggy pants from later on, anyone who wore them would instantly turn into a frumpy auntie!

Could women in the new era dress like this? Wasn't this objectifying women? He firmly protested!

This made Kara notice Ke Chen constantly looking at her thighs. The black silk completely wrapped around them, making them look taut.

They might not look capable of crushing someone to death like Diana's, but they definitely felt great.

"Ahem."

Kara could not help coughing twice, pulling Ke Chen back from his thoughts. He could only look at her face.

There was no helping it. For an experienced driver like him, looking at a face was no longer necessary.

"Kara, what is it?"

Ke Chen then looked at her face and asked without letting his gaze wander improperly.

"Yes."

Kara did not hesitate much, nor did she care about Ke Chen's earlier gaze. It was actually rather new to her.

In human society, at CatCo International, she was merely an unnoticed nobody. With glasses on, she looked delicate and weak, so no one ever looked her over like that.

But she was not thinking that much at the moment, nor did she think Ke Chen admired her. She merely asked, "Mr. Ke Chen... are you also a Kryptonian?"

Kara found this rather strange. She had already learned of Ke Chen's power