Ouya stepped back and raised an eyebrow at Hamed.

"Miss Ou, it's not convenient to talk here, let's get in the car and talk about it, when you get to that place, you'll know." Hamad stood by the car door, his face calm again, just very respectfully waiting for Ouya to get into the car.

Ouya stared at him for a long time, and finally walked towards the passenger seat and sat in the car.

With a "bang", Hamad saw Ouya get into the car, and then closed the door.

The tall and straight body went around to the driver's seat, quickly sat in, started the car, and quickly drove towards an inconspicuous path.

The car was driving on the trail, a little bumpy, and Ouya couldn't help but look back, worried about Dia Ting's reaction after knowing that she had disappeared.

In fact, she struggled too.

But Mangi's affairs were always a knot, and they were almost engaged, and if it weren't for Dia Ting, maybe now she would have gone to pay tribute to his mother.

Although her identities are different now, Ouya still hopes to find out Manji's mind and help him untie the knot one day earlier, and she can leave Abu Dhabi one day earlier.

To put it bluntly, it's just for yourself.

"How long will it take?" Ouya looked behind him again and again, but he didn't see anyone, and couldn't help but glance back at Hamed, who was driving, and asked.

"The princess likes to be quiet, her cemetery is a little far from here, but it's okay, it's almost there."

Hamad drove the car without squinting, and Ouya couldn't see his eyes, but he felt the softness that unconsciously overflowed all around him when he mentioned Mangi's mother.

A resolute man, still an iron-blooded soldier, Ouya rarely saw other expressions on his face.

He may not have been able to understand such an abnormal Ouya before, but now, after pretending to be Dia Ting in her heart, she also understands it to some extent.

The mother of Hamad and Mangi should be an old man......

Is it because of this that he has been assisting Mangi for so many years?

Ouya thought of this, and thought that he suddenly came out on his back with Manjiyo on his own, and couldn't help but be a little strange, Hamed, what did he want to say to her?

The scenery around them is changing rapidly, the only constant is the green, and their location is becoming more and more remote......

"Here, Miss Ou, you can get out of the car first."

The car stopped steadily by a small secluded lake, the small lake was sparkling, and there were no fish in sight, but occasionally a bird fell in mid-air to drink.

They are surrounded by trees that are neither tall nor short, and the environment is very quiet, with a kind of tranquility unique to the suburbs.

Ouya's favorite place since she was a child was the jungle.

Although she and Miao Ling'er are not biological mother and daughter, they both have a natural yearning for nature, and when they got out of the car, without waiting for Hamad to speak, they took the initiative to walk towards the lake and looked around.

"There doesn't seem to be a cemetery here, where is Mangi's mother buried?"

“……”

Hamad didn't speak, just got out of the car, walked to the lake, and stared at the calm surface of the lake, like gazing at the treasure treasured in his heart.

Ouya was stunned, then looked at him in disbelief and pointed to the lake, "What do you mean......"

Mangi's mother is from the Abu Dhabi royal family, and it is strange enough that she is not buried in the royal family's exclusive cemetery, but she is still buried in a lake......

Ouya couldn't help but swallow and looked at Hamed.