Chapter 1747: Chapter 1747

You rolled your eyes and said to your grandfather, "I say, Master Li, please don’t make fun of your own grandson. My head is about to explode!"

Your grandfather saw this and couldn’t help but laugh heartily. He patted the seat beside him and said to you, "Come, my dear grandson, sit by your grandpa."

You sat next to your grandfather and sighed lightly, "Old man, give me some advice, I’m feeling so depressed."

"What’s the matter? With so many girls liking you, you should feel happy. If it were me, I’d be over the moon."

"Please stop teasing me," you said with a frown, petting Little Hei’s head next to you, and asked your grandfather, "Where’s Zisu?"

"Oh, you’re talking about my future granddaughter-in-law, right? I heard she took a private job recently, something about being an instructor at a language training institute."

Upon hearing this, you immediately stood up and said with a frown, "She’s just a high school girl, how can she be an instructor? And it’s not appropriate for a young girl to be out in public like that."

"Oh, it’s a legitimate training school, mostly attended by elite people. I heard it’s specifically for training foreigners. I don’t know the details; it’s something your mom introduced. They say Zisu herself wanted to do it, maybe her family is facing some difficulties recently."

"Mom should have just asked me if they needed money," you quickly stood up, patted Little Hei’s head, and said to Little Hei, "Little Hei, take me to find Zisu!"

Little Hei wagged his tail and immediately trotted out.

You said something to your grandfather and then followed.

Watching your back, your grandfather shook his head with a smile and said, "This kid, why doesn’t he get it? Ah, when will I have a great-grandchild?"

You are now at a square, surrounded by commercial buildings, though there are some entertainment facilities as well. Led by Little Hei, you arrive at a relatively secluded spot, where the decoration is more exquisite, and the passersby are mostly business people.

Looking up, you see it’s a language training institution. Its advertisement clearly states that it specializes in training foreigners not familiar with the Chinese Language.

Just as you are about to enter, you suddenly hear a "Wait!" from behind.

Turning around, you suddenly see someone. A foreigner, a young handsome Middle Eastern guy wearing a traditional Zhongshan suit but wrapped in a white turban!

Upon seeing you, the young Middle Eastern guy was obviously stunned for a moment, then he strode forward, directly hugged you tightly, and kissed your face a few times (Note: United Arab Emirates etiquette, typically people of the same generation greet by kissing three times, close relationships may kiss more): "Oh, my brother, I didn’t expect to see you here!"

You stepped back two steps, looking a bit surprised at the person in front of you, known as the world’s most handsome Crown Prince: "Hamandan?"

"Oh, brother! So happy to find you in this foreign land!" Saying this, Hamandan moved to kiss you again.

You hurriedly signaled him to stop and asked, "Why are you in Huaxia?"

Hamandan, Crown Prince of Dubai, reputed to be the world’s most handsome Prince and also a super-rich guy who can casually throw away millions of US Dollars.

"Stop, just speak Arabic to me." You directly conversed with Hamandan in fluent Arabic, and through the conversation, you learned that Hamandan came to Huaxia for a business meeting. West Lake in Yuhang City is famous worldwide, and on a whim, he decided to vacation here for three weeks. He is returning to Dubai tomorrow.

Hamandan is one of the very few who knows your true identity.

"Ming, my brother, why are you in Huaxia too?"

Very few have seen Ming’s true face; you really didn’t expect to run into Hamandan in Huaxia.

You smiled and didn’t say much. Hamandan also understood your personality.

He smiled at you and said, "I’ve enrolled in a Chinese Language class here for these three weeks, and my progress has been rapid. Although I’d love to stay longer, time waits for no one. This is my last class in these three weeks, would you like to join me?"

"Anyway, I’m just idling around, might as well take a look." You originally came to find Yan Zisu, so you definitely wanted to go in. You nodded and followed Hamandan into the building.

This language training institution is very formal, at least on the surface.

As you and Hamandan entered the lobby, two well-dressed women came to guide you. Their eyes lit up when they saw Hamandan,

indicating they recognized him and were aware of his shocking status and wealth.

"Mr. Hamandan, you almost were late." The first woman spoke in Arabic, and although her accent wasn’t entirely authentic, communication was not an issue.

"Apologies, apologies, I ran into my best brother and got held up a bit." Hamandan, educated in England, exuded an air of gentlemanly demeanor in his conversation. Such a tall, handsome, wealthy man is highly sought after no matter where he goes, "Ladies, though I come often, I’m still a bit unfamiliar with the place; could you lead the way?"

"It’s our honor." The other woman eagerly spoke, but in Chinese.

"Ming, the girls in Huaxia are really beautiful." Hamandan walked with you, sincerely praising.

"Emirati girls are not bad either," you said courteously, "By the way, my Huaxia name is Li Muyun."

"Li Muyun? Brother, your Huaxia name is quite special. Did you choose it yourself?" Hamandan suddenly paused; he looked at you and suddenly realized something, "Jesus! Are you Huaxia?" Thɪs chapter is updated by novel-fire.ɴet

You were startled by Hamandan’s expression and laughed, "Why, you only now realize?"

"No wonder, no wonder! I remember last time at Tifa’s castle, I found that she transformed your estate to reflect a lot of Huaxia style, even at great expense to plant some unique Huaxia flora." Hamandan patted your shoulder, a hint of nostalgia naturally appearing on his face, "Ming, oh, sorry, I’m used to calling you that. Tifa has been waiting for you for so many years; you should give some response."

You exhaled slowly, not saying much, as the relationship between you and Tifa is not something others can understand.

Throughout, you and Hamandan communicated using Arabic, and the accent was so authentic that many expressions were beyond the reach of the interpreters here, which astonished the two receptionists, leading to them frequently sneaking glances at you.