"The prince just loves Miss Ou Ya too much." Hamed was stunned for a moment, and then responded respectfully.
"It's a pity that she doesn't love me. Now that she has Di Yating's child, she is even less likely to choose me..." Manji took a deep look in the direction of Ou Ya, and then turned around lonely.
"..." Hamed paused and followed his gaze towards the villa, with a complex light in his eyes.
After a while, he stepped up to follow Manji's footsteps.
Along the way, everyone kept a tight face and didn't say anything more.
"Prince, this is an invitation letter sent to you by the Duke of Duolun. His little daughter is one month old, and he hopes to invite you to attend the full moon banquet." Hamed got into the car, sat in the driver's seat, and reminded Manji respectfully.
"when?"
"Just three days later." Hamed responded with a flicker of his eyes.
"So fast..." Manji murmured to himself, a faint light shining in his dark brown pupils.
I don’t know if it’s because Ou Ya is pregnant, but now he always gets distracted easily when he hears the topic of children.
After a long silence, Manji raised his head and said, "The power in the hands of Duke Duolun cannot be underestimated. His face must be sold. Please make arrangements and I will go there!"
"My subordinates understand." Hearing Manji's words, Hamed breathed a sigh of relief, started the car, and drove out of the villa area.
The villa area that Di Yating chose was close to the downtown area and not far from Manji's Prince's Mansion. However, since Ou Ya clearly rejected Manji's visit that day, he never appeared again.
Although Ou Ya knew that he might feel uncomfortable, she did not take the initiative to contact him again.
With Manji's conditions and power, there are many women in the United Arab Emirates flocking to him. There is really no need to push himself into a dead end for her, a woman who is pregnant with someone else's child.
Ou Ya always used this reason to persuade herself to ignore his feelings.
As time goes by, the accumulated guilt in my heart is no longer so breathless.
Just for a while, she couldn't leave Abu Dhabi.
Di Yating, on the other hand, did not refuse his request to share a room with him on the first day he moved back from Ouya, and in the following days, he could not get rid of her.
"Yaya, try this. This is a new cake I asked the kitchen to make. I heard that eating more is good for the baby." Di Yating opened the door with a bang and strode towards the balcony.
"Why didn't you knock on the door again?" Ou Ya frowned, put the pregnancy book next to her, and stood up from the tatami.
"Have you ever seen someone who needs to knock on the door to go to his room?" Di Yating curled his thin lips proudly and pointed in the direction of the closet, "Yaya, you forgot, we live together now."
"Are you reminding me to kick you out?" Ou Ya blinked and said expressionlessly.
"How dare you!" Di Yating's expression tightened, he put the plate with pastries aside, walked to the tatami, stretched out his hand and took Ou Ya into his arms.
He pecked her on the face and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Di Yating's eyes moved and fell on the book in her hand, his eyes softening.
"It's nothing, just some books about babies. I didn't pay much attention to this aspect of medical science before, so I can only take advantage of it now." Ouya was kissed suddenly by him, blushing slightly, and responded softly.
She felt that she was becoming more and more pretentious. She used to quarrel with Di Yating at most, but now even speaking seemed strange.
