In the days that followed, Leila either ran to learn from a few great directors or hid in her room to write and draw. 13579246810 other people around her have been kicked out to play, it's hard to come out of a trip if you don't have enough fun, what a pity?

Recently, she has learned a lot from several directors, and she wants to record those experiences while she is quiet, and enrich them into her own movies one day in the future. Unfortunately, her luck is not good, and His Royal Highness Prince Nabhani, who is troubled, still comes to "communicate" with her every day, although he complains every day.

In fact, the so-called communication is that Leila writes her own things, and Nabhani is in a daze next to her, or finds a book to read by herself. As for chatting, please, she didn't have time to waste with him.

There was a "snap" sound, and Nabhani, who finally couldn't stand it anymore, finally dropped the magazine in his hand: "Leila, what the hell do you want? Hurry up and get my father to cancel this ridiculous treatment!"

Leila wrote, without looking up, and said, "I didn't ask you to come." Do you know how much money you've lost to me during your time with me?"

"When did I cause you to lose money?" Naibhani resolutely refused: "You don't even go out of the door, and the way you make money is to make movies, don't tell me you're going to make movies on the island!"

Leila sighed, "Huh?" and "How did you know I was going to make a movie on the island?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Naibhani didn't believe her words: "If I don't delay you to make money, it's okay, hurry up and go to my father and ask him to stop caring about me!"

"Your own father, do you want me to find it?" Leila snorted through her nose, "You're really promising." "If you want to be friends with Theron, come to her for permission. He wanted His Royal Highness the Prince to revoke his directive, and he came to her again to refuse. If she did everything, why did he have to do it?

"It's all because of you, so my father thinks you can cure me, just go and tell him you can't cure me?"

"Boring. Lailali didn't bother to pay attention to his strong words. If what she said was so useful, she would have gotten out of here. The reason why she has endured it is not that she is afraid of the prince, but that her mother is too good at pestering people. She would rather hang the stupid prince in the same room than hear her mother's romantic and fateful tirade.

Naibhani snorted and opened the door: "Anyway, you solve this matter as soon as possible, I still have a lot of things to do, and it is impossible to stay here all the time!"

After saying that, he slammed the door vigorously, flicked his sleeves, and strode away with the butler (watchman?).

Leila looked at the time, it turned out that it was time to eat again, no wonder he couldn't wait to go. I'm afraid that's the only reason he can leave, right?

Just as she was about to continue writing, the door to the study suddenly opened again.

"What have you forgotten?" she looked up, but she didn't see the prince but his fiancée.

"Miss Fayze?" Layla looked behind her, a little surprised that she was able to drive straight in. If she's not mistaken, Claire and a few bodyguards must have been outside, right?

Fai, still dressed in the same black robe and black turban, came to her, raised his chin, and snorted in a lofty manner: "It seems that you still can't accept my kindness!"

"Huh?" Leila once again felt that she and she were not from the same channel. She considered herself to be empathetic and speculative about what others thought, but two meetings with the prince's fiancée had made her doubt about this merit.

Is it because her ability to understand has decreased, or is the other party's brain circuit burned out, so what she says is incomprehensible garbish?

At this time, Claire ran in from outside, panting, first glanced at the uninvited guest Fay Ze vigilantly, and then walked up to Lyra: "Are you alright?"

"It's okay, what's going on outside?"

Claire shook her head: "Dragged by a group of people. "If it was a group of warriors who came out, she could deal with it ruthlessly, but it was a group of delicate maids who came running. So those bodyguards were all "killed".

Maybe it was because they knew that there would be no problems on this island, and the bodyguards couldn't deal with those maids with heavy hands, or Claire's hard kicks made a few kicks before kicking out a "bloody road".

"Do you want me to 'invite' her out?" she glared at Faize with an unkind look.

Fai was stunned and stiffened, thinking that all the people around him had been sent to drag those bodyguards, and he was even more unconfident.

"You can't be rude to me! I'm Prince Nabhani's fiancée, the future Saudi Princess!" she cried out with a stiff neck.

Claire doesn't care if she's the future princess or the future queen mother, anyone who dares to do anything bad to Leila is her enemy!

"Forget it. Lyra didn't want to make things too stiff, she raised her hand to stop Claire's further movements, and then looked at Fayze, "What the hell is the matter with you?"

"Don't you know what's wrong with me?"

"I don't know. Lyra's face also turned cold: "If you know how to speak, say it quickly, and if you don't know how to speak, leave." ”

"You!" Fayze's chest rose and fell violently, apparently suppressing the anger in his chest: "Okay! Since you are pretending to be stupid, then I will remind you again! I must have said at the banquet that you should stay away from Nabhani, right? Why do you still tie him to your side every day? I said that I will not allow polygamy to happen to me, and I will personally change the system of this country!"

Leila clapped her hands: "What a good, what a great sentiment." I look forward to the day when you transform your country. "Who would believe that a woman who still wears a black robe and a black headscarf abroad has the firm will to change the state system? How can a person who can't even change herself change others?

But that has nothing to do with her, and she doesn't want to tear up the good wishes of an "aspiring young man" with her own hands.

"First of all, I want to tell you that I did not tie the prince to me, and I would be very grateful to you if you could keep him away from me. Secondly, I also want you to know that I have not the slightest affection for your dear Prince, not even a friend. You can tie him to your side or hang him on your body, whatever you want, please don't involve me between you, okay?"

She felt that she had expressed herself clearly enough, and yet she still overestimated the other person's IQ.

Seeing Fay's eyes wide, he exclaimed angrily, "Are you so confident that the prince will be reluctant to leave you?"

"Gods and Buddhas, who will take this demon away, Leila looked at the sky speechlessly.