Vol 5 Chapter 193: Find her

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Sharapova covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes filled with surprise. All this came too suddenly. She had no psychological preparation, and she did not know how to face it.
The appearance of the dazzling "Star on the Other Shore" made Sharapova lose his ability to think in an instant. In the face of this unique gemstone, every woman may lose her ability to think.
For a moment, Sharapova almost agreed to say that the words "I will" had reached her mouth, but she swallowed it back in the end.
One after another thoughts came out of her mind, one after another picture flashed from her mind, her heart fell into a struggle, she did not know how to choose.
As time passed, Zhang Guan looked at Sharapova with anticipation, but he thought that the heart he wanted to get was slowly hanging up.
Finally, Sharapova's eyes revealed a decisive decision, and she made a decision.
"I'm sorry" Sharapova struggled to say this, and then immediately turned around and left, leaving Zhang at a loss.
"Why" Zhang Guan asked silently in his heart. He looked at Sharapova's back, and in addition to his loss, he still had more questions.
At this moment, the light reflected by the "Star on the Other Shore" made Zhang Guan feel dazzling.
Zhang Guan returned to the hotel, but did not see Sharapova.
"Masha, are you Masha?" Zhang Guan called Sharapova's name, and then searched every room in the suite, but did not find her.
"Human?" Zhang Guan picked up the phone and dialed her number. Although the call was connected, it was immediately hung up by the other party.
"Martha, should he be all right?" Zhang Guan frowned with a worried expression.
At this moment, a text message appeared on Zhang Guan's mobile phone, which was sent by Sharapova.
"Give me some space, I want to be alone" Zhang Guan read this message carefully, but the more he was puzzled and confused.
After trying his best to propose to his girlfriend, his proposal was rejected by his girlfriend, and his girlfriend did not say goodbye, of course Zhang Guan would feel confused.
"Is there any misunderstanding between us?" Zhang Guan shook his head: "No, I have to go to her. Anyway, it's better to speak clearly in person."
Zhang Guan picked up the phone again and dialed the phone of Max Sharapova's agent.
"Hello, Mr. Max, this is Zhang Guan." Zhang Guan said.
"Zhang, I knew you would call. I also know what you want to ask me. You want to ask where Martha is now, right?" Max sighed and said, "But I can't tell You, she didn't let me tell you."
"Mr. Max, I don't know if there is any misunderstanding between me and her, but I want to make it clear to him personally." Zhang Guan said.
"I can understand your current mood, but I still cannot tell you. You know, I am her agent. From this perspective, I signed a contract with her, so there are some things, I really I can’t say it.
Max’s words paused:
But I can give you another person’s phone, maybe he can tell you where Martha is.

"Really, who is it?" Zhang Guan immediately asked.
"Martha's father, Mr. Sharapov. You know, Sharapov is a very authoritative father. If he is willing to tell you, I think Martha is useless even if he opposes." Mike Si said.
Sharapov is a traditional Russian male. He also has all the characteristics of Russian males. If Sharapova is not able to play well on weekdays, Sharapov can often be seen reprimanding loudly. Because of this, Max would say that Sharapov was a "very authoritative father."
"You remember a number." Max told Zhang Guan a phone number and then reminded: "I suggest you don't make this call now, wait ten hours before calling. Mr. Sharapov has been I live in the United States. It should be early in the morning. Mr. Sharapov must be still asleep. If you wake up this grumpy old man at this time, you may not be able to ask anything."
After ten hours of anxious waiting, Zhang Guan finally dialed Sharapov's phone.
Sharapov always hoped that his daughter could find a wishful Lang Jun. At least his identity and status could not be too far away from Sharapova. The most important thing was to earn enough. As far as the dissolution of Sharapov is concerned, finding a rich aunt is obviously what he wants to see. After all, the poorer the people, the less they want to live in poverty again.
For now, Zhang Guan is obviously in line with Sharapov’s wishes. Zhang Guan and Sharapova are also athletes, there is not much difference in career, there will be more common languages; in terms of personal achievements Zhang Guan is undoubtedly the athlete with the highest personal achievement in the world; the most important thing is that Zhang Guan earns enough, and the income of various endorsements is much higher than that of Sharapova.
So after Sharapov asked about the situation, he told Zhang Guan where Sharapova was going.
"Martha went to India. She always wanted to take a look at the Taj Mahal. I think she should go to India to relax," Sharapov said.
"India" Zhang Guan frowned, knowing that it was not a good place, especially for single women.
Just listen to Sharapov then said: "I have the name of the hotel she booked here. In New Delhi, I think if you go to New Delhi now, you should be able to find her."
New Delhi, India.
"This gentleman, I'm very sorry, this belongs to the customer. According to the regulations, we can't disclose the customer's, so I can't tell." The hotel front desk stopped half of the words, because Zhang Guan had already paid $100.
Franklin's head flickered in front of the hotel reception desk. He swallowed twice, more like a difficult decision in his heart. Even at the best hotels in New Delhi, it is good to receive a tip of US$1 on weekdays. For an average Indian, US$100 is really a huge extra income.
"Sir, actually" the front desk stopped speaking again, because the front became the heads of two Franklin.
"If you don't tell me, I asked someone to ask." Zhang Guan said.
"No, no, you don't have to trouble others. I am very willing to work for you." The front desk hurriedly received two hundred dollars, checked it on the computer, and then said: "Sir, Ms. Sharapova Check out already."
"When did you check out?" Zhang Guan asked immediately.
"Just this morning." The front desk said.
Zhang Guan sighed slightly, he was taking the fastest flight, but did not expect to come one step late.
"But I found another piece of information here, which may be useful to you." The receptionist lowered his voice, and then said: "Sharapova passed our hotel and booked the plane this morning. Her destination is Mumbai."
"Mumbai" Zhang Guan renewed hope in his heart. To be continued.