Ten billion wealthy daughters

Chapter 390 Han Jia's Dream Burns

Both he and West are the kind of masculine and brilliant people. Shen Ziyu was a sunny school grass when she was in elementary school; and West has always been recognized as a sun god in Europe.

It's just that West has the blood of the European royal family, Shen Ziyu is a bit inferior in this regard; and in terms of appearance and height, it is obvious that Caucasians have a bit more advantage, and last time he went to the dance party, West almost occupied Qing by himself. Most of the time, it's no wonder that Shen Ziyu is quite unfriendly to this person.

Xia Yuanting glared at his friend, he knew what it meant when Shen Ziyu farted - didn't he just hope that he would be a saboteur a few more times in his sister's love relationship?

The goddess belongs to everyone - this is probably what Young Master Shen thinks.

For example, if Qing'an is single, she can still go out to play together at parties. If she's in love, she's either not free, or she has to take care of her boyfriend's emotions, and the chances of going out are much less.

"This is her own business." Xia Yuanting's mind is very clear, his sister is not such a person who has no ideas, "I am just a gatekeeper. No one can make decisions for her about Qing'an."

Even someone as strong as Xia Yuankang would not do.

Shen Ziyu was silent. He rubbed his nose, and suddenly found that everyone was staring at Han Jia, gasping for air.

"Are you serious?" Xiao Yun was the first to ask, and Mu Jiujiu also stared at her with wide eyes.

"What happened?" Shen Ziyu asked belatedly.

"Han Jia is going to play tennis."

Before Shen Ziyu understood the meaning of this sentence, he asked strangely: "Hasn't Han Jia always played tennis? I remember she played tennis in elementary school. Are you guys planning to play tennis tonight?"

It's not very early.

Xiao Yun couldn't help but rolled his eyes, Shen Ziyu was usually too smart, so sometimes he was a little silly.

"She is going to quit being a designer for the time being, and go to play tennis and become a professional tennis player."

Shen Ziyu immediately went out, unable to utter a word, but Xia Yuanting's eyes flashed with interest.

"Don't look at me like that. When I was studying in Europe, I always participated in youth competitions." Han Jia was a little nervous to be watched by so many people. She practiced martial arts since she was a child, and she became the big freak in Zhang Zhao. She has suffered a lot, and almost no one else is her opponent. She has played tennis very well since she was very young, and often represents the school in competitions.

But later, she also liked design. Because she wanted to study seriously, she chose to go to Europe to study design. She was only 15 years old when she went to study. At that time, she could only participate in the youth competitions organized by the International Tennis Federation, and she always ranked.

It's just that after returning to China, she also focused on design, but recently she was very conflicted.

Needless to say, Qing'an, she has her favorite acting career, and she has already started her own whirlwind; Mu Jiujiu is very passionate about reading and writing, and has achieved results; Xiao Yun no longer works as a reporter, but formally enters the diplomatic career. Like a fish in water; although Zhang Zhao's reputation is not obvious to the outside world, he obviously has a deep love for Taoism, and meeting such a good boyfriend as Xia Yuankang can be described as complete.

As for myself, although I like design very much, when I dream back at midnight, I always feel that something is missing in my life.

It wasn't until she went back to look through her previous manuscripts and diaries in order to help Qing'an complete this design, that she realized that her original desire to read design was to design the most beautiful tennis game clothing in the world.

Cong Rong: Adjusted the career plan for Han Jia, tennis, my cuisine, the designer feels a bit rustic, ha.

(End of this chapter)