Three days later, Yun Ya set off for the United States accompanied by Chen Tao and two other senior executives.
As soon as she got off the plane, a young man with a high nose and deep-set eyes, wearing a suit, followed by two bodyguards, approached her.
"Are you Miss. Ji?"
Yun Ya smiled and nodded, "Hello, I am."
"Hi, you look as beautiful as in your photos." As he spoke, he extended his hand towards Yun Ya.
"I’m Ben. Young Master Allen sent to pick you up. These days I will be responsible for your accommodations, als, and transportation in the United States."
"Thank you."
The two conversed fluently in English. Chen Tao, who graduated from a prestigious school, also spoke good English, but now he found that his earlier studies weren’t quite enough. He struggled to understand what they were saying, feeling sowhat frustrated.
There were many Chinese people at the airport, and they were naturally familiar with Ji Yunya. After the initial excitent, they took out their phones to take pictures. The photos captured a beautiful and elegant young woman chatting happily with a Western gentleman, creating a very pleasing scene. Just as Ji Yunya walked out of the airport, major dia websites in China had already made her the headline.
The man personally opened the car door for Yun Ya, gesturing courteously.
"Wow, a Rolls-Royce!" Chen Tao marveled inwardly. Who exactly was this person?
President Ji was even more unfathomable than he had imagined.
"Thank you." Ji Yunya smiled and bent down to get into the car.
Chen Tao was about to follow her inside when the man blocked her, pointing to a black sedan behind.
Signaling that was the car he should be sitting in.
Discrimination, serious discrimination.
Chen Tao secretly complained but ultimately obediently got into the car with the two colleagues.
After a twenty-minute drive, the car finally stopped. Chen Tao got out, looking at the incredibly luxurious hotel in front of him, thinking he must be hallucinating.
This was the only eight-star hotel in Arica and the world, dazzling and extrely luxurious.
Ji Yunya walked into the magnificent hotel lobby accompanied by Ben, her calm and composed bearing matching the hotel’s opulence. She seed like a princess stepping out of a dieval castle, naturally noble and graceful, even Ben beside her appeared like a knight by her side.
The hotel guests were all people of uncommon status and position. Seeing this beautiful Oriental girl, they couldn’t help but pause and take a few extra glances. The girl clasped her hands over her lower abdon, showcasing a standard Oriental lady’s deanor, graceful and elegant, truly pleasing to the eye.
Ben secretly side-glanced at the girl’s radiant side profile, surprised inwardly. He had seen princesses and noblewon from various royal families, but their cultivated nobility always seed sowhat artificial, unlike this girl’s natural elegance. He silently praised the ancient country for nurturing such a girl.
Chen Tao followed behind, looking apprehensive like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. But seeing Ji Yunya walking ahead without a hint of panic, calmly and confidently, he straightened his back and stepped more firmly.
Just then, the elevator door opened, and a man wearing a white robe and a headcloth stepped out, followed by six black-clad bodyguards forming a protective circle around him. A group of people entered grandly.
The man saw Ji Yunya, narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked towards her. His bodyguard whispered sothing to him, the man gave him a cold glance, and the bodyguard automatically stepped back.
The man smiled as he approached Yun Ya, his standard Middle Eastern features, thick eyebrows, large eyes, tan skin, perfect facial features, seed ticulously sculpted by God, handso and alluring, his deep brown eyes incredibly captivating, making it difficult for any woman to resist.
Yun Ya noticed the man’s blue headcloth and slightly narrowed her eyes. This color was reserved for royalty.
The man’s deep gaze fell on Yun Ya’s face, with a charming smile he said in standard English, "Hi, miss, have we t sowhere before?"
An old-fashioned pick-up line.
Ben stood in front of Yun Ya, smiled at the man, and after a brief conversation, handed over his business card. The bodyguard took it. The man’s eyes lingered on Yun Ya’s face for a mont, then reluctantly left.
As soon as he walked away, his bodyguards followed suit.
Ben turned and smiled at her, "Sorry for the scare. This is Crown Prince Amir, famous for his flirtations. This ti it was a false alarm, but next ti, be sure to avoid him."
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