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The Royal Palace was just as resplendent as ever, standing proud in B City, the capital, as if looking down upon everything else.

Mi Zheng got out of the car and immediately went to the back to open the door for Mu Lin.

"Linlin, please." A gentleman, courteous and cultured; these two words seemed synonyms for the man before her; in front of Mu Lin, he was always like this.

Even though Mu Lin had clearly come to know his true face, it was inconsequential to him.

It was precisely noon, and the flow of people coming and going was neither sparse nor crowded; Royal Palace, now B City's largest entertainment venue, housed not only recreational facilities but also a hotel, a sauna, and, of course, the indispensable dining restaurant.

Mi Zheng's stunning looks drew the attention of many passersby, especially women's eyes; at that moment, everyone was curious to see what kind of woman could make such an outstanding man bend.

How do you know it must be a woman?