The Prince, dressed in a white shirt, looked at the five men who had entered and spoke indifferently, "I have some questions I'd like to ask you. If you know the answers, reply; if you don't, don't feel obliged to answer. There's no need to be nervous."
"Of course, Your Highness."
Could the five men not be nervous?
What kind of place was this, the Royal Family?
As small fry from various departments, they were fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of the Prince from afar only once a year during the annual grand celebration.
And now, they had the honor of entering his suite and looking at the lofty man face to face—what glory was that?
The Prince glanced over the five men before tossing out the first question, "How long were you all in a relationship with your wives before getting married?"
The five men paused, then answered one by one.
"Your Highness, I knew my wife for half a year, we met through a matchmaking arrangement, introduced by relatives."
