"Does the other party have a special intention?" Di Yating put down his pen and raised his eyebrows and glanced at the special assistant beside him.

"I checked their background, it is related to the UAE royal family, and the supporter behind it should be Prince Bint of the royal family, who only said that he wanted to meet the eldest young master and wanted to expand cooperation with the imperial family in all aspects."

"Really?" Di Yating hooked his lips, and before he could decide whether to make a move, someone came to the door.

"You arrange a time to meet, and the rest, needless to say."

"Yes."

……

Abu Dhabi, the capital of the United Arab Emirates.

Behind the bustling streets is a luxurious palace-style villa.

The area is huge, from the garden to the villa building area, as if it is about to become a manor in its own right.

The garden is full of carefully manicured flower beds, but there is a little bit of natural agility.

From the gate to the villa, at intervals, there will be guards guarding the safety of the villa.

Ouya crossed her knees and sat on the tatami mat on the balcony, basking in the sun quietly, opening her eyes from time to time to look at the stereotypical guard patrol.

The whole person seemed absent-minded and a little distracted.

I don't know what I'm thinking.

The phone rang several times, but she didn't hear it.

"Miss Ou."

There was a knock on the door, and Ouya was startled, so she got up from the tatami mat and walked to the door.

When I opened the door, I saw Hamad standing outside the door with a respectful face.

Behind him was a group of servants, standing respectfully in a row, all holding gowns and some delicate ornaments.

"Miss Ou, this is sent by the prince, I want to ask you what style you like, so that people can cut the dress." Hamad asked respectfully, not at all contemptuous of Ouya because Manji was not there.

"Dress?" Ouya frowned, looking surprised.

Glancing at Hamed, and the group of servants in their dresses behind him, they could only turn sideways and let them come in first.

"These are the latest dinner styles at Paris Fashion Week, and the designer has also brought them, if Miss Ou has any questions, you can ask them, and the designer will modify them according to your body shape and temperament."

“……”

Ouya frowned, looked at the dazzling dress, and didn't move.

I walked to the balcony and picked up my mobile phone, and was about to make a call, when I saw several missed calls from Manji, and paused before calling back.

The phone rang just once, and he picked it up.

"See the dress?" The man's warm voice carried the usual leisurely calmness.

"Well, Mangie, I thought it was clear between us, what's the matter with the dress?" Ouya bit her lip and asked in a shallow voice.

Coming to the UAE is a last resort, but in such a situation, she can't be casually engaged to Mangi as if nothing had happened.

This point was made clear long before she agreed to come to the UAE with him.

Ouya didn't expect that he would suddenly have someone bring the dress to her......

"I called you just now, just because I was worried that you would think too much, but you didn't receive it." The man on the day of the call sighed lowly.

“……”

Ouya was a little stunned, "What's going on?" ”

"The second princess has a birthday party in a few days, I need to bring a female companion to attend, Xiaoya, although we are not engaged yet, but the news of the engagement has spread throughout the United Arab Emirates, if the female companion around me at the dinner is not you, I am afraid that I will fall into a new round of public opinion, you should take the time to accompany me to a party, okay?"