Sharapova covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes were full of surprise, all this came so suddenly, she was not mentally prepared at all, and she didn't know how to face it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The appearance of the bright "star on the other side" made Sharapova even lose the ability to think for a moment, and in the face of this unique gem, perhaps every woman will lose the ability to think.

For a moment, Sharapova almost agreed, and the words "I do" were already on her lips, but she swallowed them back.

Thoughts after thought came to her mind, picture after image flashed through her mind, her heart was in a struggle, she didn't know how to choose.

As the seconds passed, Zhang Guan looked at Sharapova expectantly, but the heart he originally thought was bound to win was slowly suspended.

Finally, Sharapova's eyes revealed a sense of determination, and she made a decision.

"I'm sorry!" Sharapova struggled to say this, and then immediately turned away, leaving Zhang Guan at a loss.

"Why?" Zhang Guan asked silently in his heart, he looked at Sharapova's back, and in addition to loss, there were more questions in his mind.

At this moment, the light reflected by the "star on the other side" made Zhang Guan feel extremely dazzling.

……

Zhang Guan returned to the hotel, but Sharapova was not seen.

"Martha? Are you there? Martha? Zhang Guan called Sharapova's name and searched every room in the suite, but could not find her.

"What about people?" Zhang Guan picked up the phone and dialed her number, although the phone was connected, but the other party immediately hung up the phone.

"Martha, he should be fine!" Zhang Guan frowned worriedly.

At this time, a text message appeared on Zhang Guan's mobile phone, sent by Sharapova.

"Give me some space, I want to be alone!" Zhang Guan read this text message carefully, but he was more puzzled and confused.

tried his best to propose to his girlfriend, but the proposal was rejected by his girlfriend, and his girlfriend still said goodbye, of course Zhang Guan felt lost.

"Is there some misunderstanding between us?" Zhang Guan shook his head: "No, I have to go to her, no matter what, it's better to make it clear in person." ”

Zhang Guan picked up his mobile phone again and dialed the phone number of Sharapova's agent Max.

"Hello, Mr. Max, I'm Zhang Guan." Zhang Guan said.

"Zhang, I knew you were going to call. I know what you want to ask me. You're asking where Martha is now, right? Max let out a long sigh and continued, "But I can't tell you, she didn't let me tell you." ”

"Mr. Max, I don't know if there was any misunderstanding between me and her, but I want to make it clear to him personally." Zhang Guan said.

"I can understand your feelings, but I still can't tell you. You know, I'm her agent, and in that sense, I signed a contract with her, so there are some things that I can't really say. Max paused, "But I can give you the phone number of another person, and maybe he can tell you where Martha is." ”

"Really, who is it?" Zhang Guan immediately asked.

"Martha's father, Mr. Sharapov. You know, Sharapov was a very authoritative father, and if he was willing to tell you, I don't think it would be useful for Martha to object. Max spoke.

Sharapov is a traditional Russian male, he also has all the characteristics of Russian men, if Sharapova does not play well on weekdays, Sharapov can often be seen loudly reprimanded on the side, and it is because of this that Max will say that Sharapov is a "very authoritative father".

"You write a number." Max told Zhang Guan a phone number, and then reminded: "I suggest you don't call this now, wait for more than ten hours to call." Mr. Sharapov has been living in the United States, and it should be early in the morning, and Mr. Sharapov must still be asleep, and if you wake up this grumpy old man on the phone, you may not be able to ask anything. ”

……

After ten hours of anxious waiting, Zhang Guan finally dialed Sharapov's phone.

Sharapov has always hoped that his daughter can find a wishful husband, at least the identity and status can not be too far from Sharapova, the most important thing is to earn enough, for Sharapov, who has experienced the Soviet Union from the boom rate to the disintegration, finding a rich uncle is obviously what he wants to see. After all, the poorer and more afraid people are, the less they want to live a poor life again.

For now, Zhang Guan is obviously very much in line with Sharapov's heart, Zhang Guan and Sharapova are also athletes, there is not much difference in their careers, and they will have more common language; In terms of personal achievement, Zhang Guan is undoubtedly the most accomplished athlete in the world; The most important thing is that Zhang Guan earns enough money, and the income from various endorsements is much higher than that of Sharapova.

So after Sharapov asked about the situation, he told Zhang Guan where Sharapova went.

"Martha went to India, she always wanted to go to the Taj Mahal to have a look, I think she should go to India to relax!" Sharapov spoke.

"India?" Zhang Guan frowned, he knew that it was not a good place, especially for single women.

Only to hear Sharapov continue: "I have the name of the hotel she booked here, in New Delhi, and I think if you go to New Delhi now, you should be able to find her." ”

……

New Delhi, India.

"Sir, I'm very sorry, this belongs to the customer's privacy, according to the regulations, we can't leak the customer's privacy, so I can't tell ......." The hotel front desk stopped halfway through the conversation, because Zhang Guan had already paid $100.

Franklin's head flashed in front of the hotel receptionist, and he swallowed, more like a difficult decision in his mind. Even in the best hotels in New Delhi, a $1 tip on a weekday is not bad, and for the average Indian, $100 is a lot of extra income.

"Sir, actually, ......" the front desk stopped talking again, as two Franklin's avatars changed in front of him.

"If you don't tell me, I'll ask someone else." Zhang Guan said.

"No, no, no, you don't have to bother anyone else with this kind of thing, I'm more than willing to help you." The front desk hurriedly took two 100 dollar bills, checked them on the computer, and then said, "Sir, Ms. Sharapova has checked out." ”

"Checked out? When? Zhang Guan immediately asked.

"Just this morning." The front desk spoke.

Zhang Guan sighed a little dejectedly, he was taking the fastest flight, but he didn't expect to be a step late.

"But I have another piece of information here that may be useful to you." The front desk lowered her voice and continued: "Sharapova booked a flight this morning through our hotel, and her destination is Mumbai. ”

"Mumbai!" Zhang Guan's heart rekindled hope. (To be continued.) )