Even without makeup, Diana's natural beauty was breathtaking, drawing admiring looks from the crowd, imbued with an ethereal charm. She walked briskly, enjoying the architecture lining the streets, feeling quite content. Turning her head, she noticed Mitbahl beside her. Diana's smile faded momentarily. "Why are you dressed like that, Mitbahl?" Mitbahl glanced down at his black lace gown, a hint of shyness in his expression. "Madam, you recognized it? Mr. Lin gave me this outfit." Diana sighed and revealed the truth, "Actually... it's women's clothing." "I know," Mitbahl replied nonchalantly, "I figured it out as soon as I got it back. Madam, I'm not that clueless; can't I distinguish between men's and women's clothes?" Surprised, Diana asked, "Then why are you wearing it?" "I didn't expect it either, but when I put it on, I found it quite flattering, so I decided to keep it on. Who knows, pretending to be a girl
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