The area of this house was about 2,400 square meters, and after informing the doorman and getting permission, they entered through the gate.

With elegantly furnished gardens, fountains, trees, green meadows, and more, billionaires can live comfortably as they please, regardless of the country, even in today's impoverished and dilapidated Cairo.

There was an old man in a gray robe, walking briskly out of the villa, in his sixties, his hair had turned gray, and his face was full of smiles when he heard that a distinguished guest had visited his house.

He waved to Han Xuan and greeted them, saying, "Oh! May Allah bless you, my dear guests.

I just heard from the president that a banquet is being held for you in the evening, and they asked me to accompany you, and it has been a long time since there has been a large rally, and the last time was when the Indian defense minister visited Egypt, and that was more than three months ago.

Very welcome, please come into the house with me, have let the maid make coffee, the best civet coffee ......"

The Egyptians speak English with a thick accent, but the old Mr. Fayd has a good level of English, and the oil produced by his company is mainly sold to Western countries, and he often deals with them.

The so-called civet coffee is the kind that is eaten by the civet cat in the stomach, and then fermented in the internal organs, and then pulled out.

Although it belongs to the world's top coffee, Han Xuan and Anya's faces are still a little stiff after hearing it, they have discussed this kind of coffee, and they all express their dislike for it......

"Thank you for your hospitality, the Egyptian people are very welcoming.

Mr. Fayd, I have a very important matter to discuss with you today, otherwise I will not take the liberty of bothering you.

It's really important and it's about your son, Mr. Mohammed......"

Always to get down to business, Han Xuan didn't make many detours, and told him directly.

When old Fayd heard the name, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and the corners of his mouth were still upturned, but he looked very reluctant.

Of his three children, only one son, Mohammed Fayd, who was killed at the same time as the princess, died on the spot when the car bomb exploded, and his body was taken back to Egypt and buried in a cemetery on the outskirts of Cairo.

With a deep sigh, full of thousands of emotions, the physical strength seems to be drained at this moment, and the white-haired person sends the black-haired person, which is one of the saddest things in the world.

Old Fayd looked at Han Xuan and said, "Prince William of England asked you to come, right?"

I have heard that he came to Cairo with you, and I am sorry for his mother's affairs, said the first house. ”

"It's not ...... what you think"

There are many people, and Han Xuan stopped when he said this.

Follow old Fyed into the house, the exterior of the villa belongs to the British style, but the interior decoration is the original Egyptian style, various patterns and color combinations, animals, lines blend, it looks quite peculiar and beautiful.

Sitting on a dark blue chair with an intricately patterned handmade carpet at his feet, and a wall of photographs of Muhammad during his lifetime, he rode on the back of a camel as a young man with a bright smile on his face.

A very handsome young man, no wonder he can charm the princess, and it is not a simple matter to make that wise woman look sideways, since the divorce from Duke Charles, many celebrity politicians want to pursue her and use her fame to rise to the sky one step at a time.

They chatted about unrelated issues, such as Egyptian culture and history, and when the maid brought the coffee and put it on the table, old Fayd asked the people to leave.

Seeing that Secretary Dawson, who was holding the child in his arms, was still standing next to him, and found that Han Xuan had no intention of letting him leave, he probably guessed that this was an insider, and it didn't matter if he heard the conversation, so he didn't say much.

Old Fayd couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked him, "Han, you came to me this time to tell me something about Muhammad?" Did he get into trouble when he was alive? ”

Han Xuan didn't know what to say, so he took a sip of coffee from his cup, and when he put it on the tip of his nose, the fragrance came to his nose, if he didn't consider how it was produced, civet coffee could indeed be called the best.

But I always think of Fat Ding, imagine it eating coffee beans and pulling them out, I always feel a little disgusting, and I usually help it clean up the potty and know what the cat's poop looks like.

I once read news reports that unscrupulous manufacturers keep civet cats in captivity and forcibly pour coffee beans into their stomachs, which is simply using this animal as a tool for processing coffee beans.

The animal protection organization under his name is now contacting other countries to raid such dens, pumping bear bile, zoo torture elephants, etc., such actions are countless, and the power of one organization is too small after all.

After taking a sip, he put down his glass, raised his head and told old Fayd, "Sir, do you know that before your son dies, there is a child left?" ”

Old Fayd's eyes opened wide in an instant, and the next second he looked at the child Dawson was holding, his eyes were full of disbelief!

His son rarely contacted him after he left home, and the princess asked for secrecy, so he didn't know about it at all, and asked, "Child? Muhammad's children? It's true?! ”

"As far as I know, it should be true.

Someone entrusted me to give her to you to raise, if you don't feel at ease, you can do a paternity test, I'm not sure, but the probability is very high, and the other party doesn't seem to need to lie to me. ”

Secretary Dawson showed him the child, during which Han Xuan had been staring at the old man's facial expression, all he could see was sadness and happiness, the previous worry seemed to be superfluous, he didn't dislike this granddaughter at all, but was excited about the continuation of life.

Old Fyed stared at the little girl for a long time, probably because the old face that was so red with excitement was too scary, this baby, who had never cried, suddenly cried at this moment, as if he hadn't heard, still holding the child, reaching out to caress her little face.

Secretary Dawson was very distressed, but it was not easy to come forward to dissuade her, it was right to get along with her for a short time, but he liked this child very much, and for the first time in his life, he had the idea of having a baby by himself, and now the important question is, who will help him give birth......

After a few minutes, old Fayd finally recovered from the huge shock, if an ordinary person sent it, he might be suspicious, but the person who sent her was Han Xuan, which added a lot of credibility.

began to think about the whole thing, vaguely guessed something, hugged the child, and asked him with a serious expression: "Han, the mother of this child?" ”

"I think you can guess, sir.

Someone has already warned me about this, there are very few people who know the inside story, and if you want her to live her life safely and happily, you had better keep this matter a secret, otherwise Pei'er will be trapped in a whirlpool for the rest of her life and encounter countless troubles.

Oh, sorry, this kid is so cute, so I took the initiative to give her an English name, I hope you don't mind. ”

“……”

Old Fayd pondered for a while, and with his wisdom, he was enough to think clearly about the crisis, and nodded earnestly, "I know.

It doesn't matter if it's a name, it's an honor for this child, and thank you very, very much for sending her, you don't know, what it means to me.

Every day was a torment for me during the time of Muhammad's death, and now I am so happy.

Rest assured, I will keep it a secret, and I will give her all the most beautiful favors in the world. ”

"That's best, the British side may send someone to talk to you, as long as you stick to what you say and keep what you say, you will be safe.

If I do the paternity test and find out that I got it wrong...... I'll send someone to pick her up. ”

Before Han Xuan could finish speaking, he was interrupted by old Fayd, who shook his head again and again and told him, "No! I'm not going to take her to do that!

When I saw this little guy, I knew she was my granddaughter, and she looked too much like Mohammed when he was a child, haha! ”

Like a drowning man, he will not let go if he grabs the straw, and the old man is the same now.

He was worried that the joy would turn into a great disappointment, so it was better to keep this hope from now on, although there was uncertainty, but there was hope for life, and he would not despair to spend it, which was enough to satisfy him.

Waiting for the "daddy" Dawson's secretary to coax the child to sleep, old Fayd took Han Xuan out for a walk, during which Han Xuan told him everything he knew, from Pooh found out that the princess was pregnant, to the caesarean section after the explosion, and then to how the child was handed over to him, which gave the old man a general understanding.

After reading the princess's pregnancy photos and the photos of his son touching her belly, he believed even more that it was his granddaughter, who was walking well, and suddenly burst into tears.

Han Xuan can understand the current mood of old Fayd, he has reached this age, his career is downplayed, his family and family affection are more important, what he thought was lost forever is now suddenly returned in another form, and he will naturally be extremely happy.

The relationship between the two is not very familiar, today is the first time they meet, they did not talk out of their hearts, and the old Fayd revealed his true feelings, and it was only a matter of a moment, and then he talked about the oil business in the Middle East today.

After layers of exploitation, in fact, these oil-producing countries do not make much money, and the most profitable sales channels are controlled by European and American companies.

Often a region has just prospered, and when the oil is extracted, the local economy collapses, only a few people make money, the bottom residents are still poor, and the sale of resources does not help much for the development of a country.

There was a bird flying in the sky, all purple and blue.

Very large, with a yellow circle around its eyes, the purple-blue macaw, worth tens of thousands of dollars, its habitat is mainly in Brazil, and it is obvious that it belongs to someone else's pet.

After Han Xuan raised his hand, it fell down obediently, lowered its head and rubbed its head against his hand......