"Does the other party have a special purpose for coming?" Di Yating put down his pen and raised an eyebrow at the special assistant beside him.
"I checked their background and found that they are related to the Royal Family of the United Arab Emirates. The supporter behind them should be Prince Bint of the royal family. He only said that he wanted to meet the young master and expand cooperation with the Royal Family in all aspects."
"Really?" Di Yating curled his lips. Before he could decide whether to take action, someone came to the door.
"Please arrange a time to meet. Don't say anything else."
"yes."
…
The capital of the United Arab Emirates, Abu Dhabi.
After the bustling streets, there is a luxurious palace-style villa.
The area is huge, from the garden to the villa building area, it seems to be an independent manor.
The garden is full of carefully manicured flower beds, but it lacks a touch of natural agility.
From the gate to the villa, there will be guards guarding you at intervals, always vigilant about the safety of the villa.
Ou Ya hugged her knees and sat on the tatami on the balcony, quietly basking in the sun. From time to time, she opened her eyes and glanced at the stereotyped guards patrolling.
The whole person seemed absent-minded and a little lost.
I don't know what I'm thinking about.
The cell phone next to her rang several times, but she didn't hear it.
"Miss Ou."
There was a sudden knock on the door, and Ou Ya was startled, then stood up from the tatami and walked towards the door.
When he opened the door, he saw Ahmed guarding the door with a respectful look on his face.
Behind him were a group of servants, standing in a row respectfully, all holding dresses and some exquisite accessories.
"Miss Ou, this was sent by the prince. I want to know what kind of style you like so that someone can tailor the dress." Hamed asked respectfully, not showing any concern for Ou Ya because of Manji's absence.
Half contempt.
"Dress?" Ou Ya frowned, looking surprised.
After taking a look at Hamed and a group of servants holding up formal clothes behind him, I could only turn aside to let them in first.
"These are the latest dinner styles from Paris Fashion Week. The designers have also brought them. If Miss Ou has any questions, you can ask them and the designers will modify them according to your body shape and temperament."
"..."
Ou Ya frowned and looked at the dazzling array of dresses without making a move.
I walked to the balcony and picked up my mobile phone. I was about to make a call when I saw several missed calls from Manji. I paused and then called back.
The phone only rang once before he picked it up.
"Did you see the dress?" The man's gentle voice was always leisurely and calm.
"Well, Manji, I thought we had already made it very clear. What's going on with the dress?" Ou Ya bit her lip and asked softly.
Coming to the United Arab Emirates was a last resort, but under such circumstances, she could not just act as if nothing had happened and happily get engaged to Manji.
This was made clear before she agreed to come to the UAE with him.
Ou Ya didn't expect that he would suddenly have someone deliver the dress to her...
"I called you just now because I was worried that you were overthinking it and you didn't receive the call." The man who called me on the day of the call sighed lowly.
"..."
Ou Ya was a little stunned, "What's going on?"
"The second princess has a birthday party in a few days. I need to bring my female companion to attend. Xiaoya, although we are not engaged yet, the news of our engagement has spread throughout the United Arab Emirates. If I attend the dinner, the female companion next to me is not you.
, I’m afraid that I will fall into a new round of public criticism, so just take the time to go to a party with me, okay?”
