Who would still play tennis after being reborn?

Chapter 10 requires strategy.

Donghu Villa.

The Bentley moved slowly through the villa area. Through the rearview mirror, Lu Youwei glanced at Xia Mingxuan, who was leaning back in the back seat playing with his phone watch, and couldn't help but remind him, "Young Master, are you really planning to go see Miss when you get back?"

"Yes!"

I advise you not to.

Xia Mingxuan looked up: "Why?"

Lu Youwei's lips twitched: "You said that Miss would beat you to death."

Thinking of his young mistress's somewhat aloof personality, Lu Youwei felt that if Xia Mingxuan dared to utter even half a word, he would be met with a cold gaze and a flying kick.

That young lady had trained in combat sports, and not just the flashy kind like Taekwondo. If she weren't so weak, most adults probably wouldn't be able to get close to her.

But no matter what, beating up that brat Xia Mingxuan is definitely not a problem.

Most importantly, if you really anger her, she doesn't even need to lift a finger. The woman-loving CEO Xia will quickly make Xia Mingxuan understand why the flowers are so red.

"I'm not stupid."

Xia Mingxuan clearly knew his sister's temperament; if she said anything reckless, he would definitely have a hard time afterwards.

"Uncle Lu, this matter requires strategy, don't you understand?"

"Forget it, I can tell you wouldn't understand anyway."

Lu Youwei's lips twitched uncontrollably. He wouldn't have thought anything of these words coming from an adult, but it felt really out of place coming from the mouth of an eight or nine-year-old kid.

Just as he was speechless, he heard Xia Mingxuan sigh: "Of all the people in this family, I'm probably the one who understands my sister best. You all..."

Xia Mingxuan shook his head: "No."

"My sister, she..."

"Forget it, there's no point in telling you."

Lu Youwei: "..."

I really want to punch someone!
"By the way, Uncle Lu, when you get back, don't say anything. Just tell my dad we went to practice ball." Xia Mingxuan reminded him again as he lowered his head.

Lu Youwei nodded and agreed.

Xia Mingxuan did indeed practice at the Tennis Tennis Center tonight, so saying that isn't exactly a lie.

As for the young master trying to sell his own sister, there's no need to mention it. Given the young lady's aura, even if she did agree, that young man named Gu Cheng would probably have no chance.

Besides, this is none of his business as a driver.

A short while later, the car came to a smooth stop in front of a villa.

"Uncle Lu, the racket is in the car."

Xia Mingxuan left a message and ran into the villa. After greeting President Xia, who was smoking in the living room, he hurriedly ran upstairs.

"Where did you go? Why are you so late?"

Lu Youwei had already informed Xia Xiaofeng over the phone about Xia Mingxuan practicing at the Tennis Tennis Center. Seeing that his son was home so late, he couldn't help but put on his strict fatherly demeanor.

“Practice! There’s the National Youth Tennis Tournament in Ningbo soon, right? I signed up for the U12 category, so I need to start practicing now. It’ll be too late if I wait until the tournament starts!” Xia Mingxuan turned around while holding onto the escalator.

"Besides, Uncle Lu has already reported to you about my practice session, so why would you need to ask me again?"

Xia Xiaofeng immediately turned cold: "What, I can't even ask about your father?"

Xia Mingxuan immediately backed down: "Yes, you are President Xia, you can definitely do it."

"Dad, I have to go find my sister now. She'll be asleep soon if I go too late."

"Who are you looking for?"

Xia Xiaofeng thought he had misheard and looked at Xia Mingxuan strangely: "Did the sun rise in the west? You dare to go to see your sister in the middle of the night?" Xia Mingxuan said speechlessly: "My sister is not some poisonous insect or ferocious beast. Why wouldn't I dare to go to her? Dad, be careful what you say, or I'll tell my sister later."

Xia Xiaofeng's face darkened. He had failed to maintain his image as a father and had instead been outmaneuvered by this little brat. Having experienced countless treacherous schemes and turbulent waves in the business world, this was the first time he had suffered such a setback, especially from an eight or nine-year-old kid. He was extremely frustrated.

But seeing Xia Mingxuan already running upstairs, he could only shake his head helplessly.

Xia Mingxuan went up to the second floor, stood at the door for a while and mentally prepared himself before knocking on the bedroom door: "Sis, can you open the door? I need to talk to you about something."

A moment later, a cool voice came from the bedroom: "We'll talk about it tomorrow."

Xia Mingxuan had expected to run into a wall, but he didn't give up: "It'll be too late tomorrow."

There was no sound coming from inside.

"If you don't open the door, I'm going to kick it down!"

Xia Mingxuan took two steps back as if to speak. Just then, the bedroom door suddenly opened, and a girl who was about 1.65 meters tall, wearing a light pink nightgown, with long, straight black hair draped over her shoulders, stood in the doorway, her cool gaze falling on Xia Mingxuan.

Xia Mingxuan was clearly surprised that his older sister would open the door at this time, and was immediately startled. He quickly explained, "Sis, I was just joking with you."

"Say something quickly."

Upon hearing this, Xia Mingxuan immediately felt that there was a chance. After organizing his thoughts for a moment, he suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Sis, I met a really interesting guy today. He's about your age. To be honest, there's a slight age gap between us. Apart from talking about tennis, we don't have much in common. I was thinking that since you don't have many friends, I was going to introduce you to him."

"He agreed and even said he'd take you out to play. I didn't know if you'd be willing, so I didn't agree right away. I was thinking of asking you first when I got back."

"If you don't think it's going to work out, then forget it. If it's okay, I'll arrange a time with him later. What do you think?"

"what ever."

The girl left a message and slammed the door shut.

Upon seeing this, Xia Mingxuan's face lit up with joy, and he quickly called out through the door, "Alright, I'll contact him in a bit. Sis, I'll give you the address tomorrow morning."

After Xia Mingxuan finished speaking, he went downstairs with a grin.

"Your sister didn't beat you up?" Xia Xiaofeng looked at his son, who was beaming with joy, with a surprised expression.

"My sister is such a good person, why would she beat me up for no reason?"

Xia Mingxuan said righteously, "Dad, you are trying to sow discord between me and my sister. This is not what a father should do."

Xia Xiaofeng was extremely frustrated. Watching his son go back to his bedroom, he couldn't help but mutter, "It doesn't make sense. Why didn't she beat him up?"

"Mr. Xia, what did you say?"

Lu Youwei had just come in when he overheard Xia Xiaofeng muttering to himself, but he couldn't quite make out what he was saying, so he couldn't help but ask.

"That brat just went to see his sister, and he didn't even get a beating. Old Lu, can you believe it?" Xia Xiaofeng felt that with his daughter's personality, even if she didn't beat him up, she certainly wouldn't let Xia Mingxuan come back smiling.

"what?"

"Young Master really went to see Miss?"

"Hmm?" Xia Xiaofeng looked at him.

Lu Youwei quickly explained, "Young Master mentioned it to me in the car earlier, but I thought he was just joking. I didn't expect..."

As he spoke, he was actually somewhat surprised.

Could it be true, as he said, that he's the only one in this family who really understands Miss?
Stop making trouble!

How old is that little brat?

At that moment, the little kid they were talking about was sending a voice message to Gu Cheng using his smartwatch: "Brother Cheng, everything's taken care of."

On the bed, Gu Cheng, who had just received the voice message, looked completely bewildered.

What's settled?

(End of this chapter)