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Jiang Yaoyao stealthily glanced up.
Although she hadn't been in the Imperial Capital for the past few years, she had frequently seen news about Bo Jinlan.
He possessed a stunning visage favored by the heavens, as well as a family background that the world envied. Whenever he appeared in public, he was always gentle and refined, as mild as jade, thus the media dubbed him the last elegant gentleman of high society.
In fact, his behavior consistently matched this persona.
For example, right now, he was dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, spotless and gentlemanly as ever, even if the words he had just spoken were somewhat harsh...
But his expression was gentle, and the morning light fell on his handsome and radiant face, even that faint smile seemed exceptionally pleasing to the eye.
