Chapter 1286 Song Xing and His Wife (12)

When he was young, housing prices were not so high. With the funds from his ancestors, he started a real estate business and achieved some success. He bought several buildings. Others said he was foresighted.

Song Yiyan thought to herself that he was foresighted. If anyone could go back 30 years ago, he would definitely sell everything he had to buy real estate!

"Does your friend live in Bay One?" Han Ding always smiled no matter what time it was.

When he drove the car to the door just now, the security guard of the community owner would not let him in. Later, the security guard asked him and let him in. It was a child's voice, calling her aunt.

"Yeah." Song Yiyan nodded.

Han Ding looked at the girl in the back seat through the rearview mirror and said proudly: "Huo Ci also lives here. You are also a star. You must know him. He is my idol."

Bay One is the community where Brother Ci lives. He has few people he admires since he was a child. Brother Ci is one of them. What he longs for most in his life is his unrestrained and chic personality.

"I know." Song Yiyan naturally knew the influence of Mr. Huo, and could only sigh that he was awesome and admired him.

When they arrived at the door of the apartment, Song Yiyan went up, and Han Ding was waiting downstairs. After more than ten minutes, they saw people coming down.

Song Yiyan was in the front, holding several packaging bags in her hands, and behind her was a man with a child.

When the people came out, Han Ding was about to get off the car. When he saw the people coming, his eyes widened and he was so excited that he tripped and fell to the ground.

Song Yiyan even glanced at him with disdain: "Brother Han, take your time."

Han Ding didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly climbed up, rubbing his hands that were stained with mud on his body, and walked to Huo Ci and stretched out his hand. He was so nervous that he couldn't even move his tongue straight: "Brother Ci, my name is Han Ding, I'm your fan!"

Huo Ci's face was as gentle as jade, and he was a modest gentleman. He shook his hand very approachably: "Hello."

Han Ding was like all the fans at this moment, his eyes were full of admiration: "Can you sign an autograph for me?"

Huo Ci smiled: "Sure."

Han Ding took off his coat directly, turned his back to him and pointed at his back: "Just sign this, just sign this!"

Song Yiyan didn't expect that he, a big man in his forties, was as excited as a child, not to mention, a little silly and childish.

"Boss, why didn't you tell me earlier that you were coming to meet Brother Ci, so I could prepare!" Han Ding was sitting in the luxury sports car of actor Huo, still feeling dizzy and unreal.

Just now, he was so excited that he asked his idol to sign at the back. He should have signed at the front. Only others can see it if he signed at the back, but he and others can see it if he signed at the front.

"What are you preparing?" Song Yiyan thought that the contrast of a mature big brother was quite interesting.

"Of course, I will do my hair, change my clothes, and wipe my face." Han Ding regretted it so much, he was also a decent and open-minded person!

Song Yiyan laughed out loud: "You are not here for a blind date."

Han Ding was choked and said righteously: "What are you talking about, I am a straight man, a straight man, I only love my wife in this life!"

Song Yiyan didn't expect that this big brother was really interesting. Just now, when he asked him to drive away, he was unwilling to do it. He wanted to be her driver, saying that how could a rich lady not have her own driver.

She borrowed a car and some clothes from Shengsheng. She was going to show off at the Imperial Capital Medical University and meet An Yin's scumbag ex-boyfriend!

Han Ding also said that he would find two more people for her. As a rich lady, she should have the right face.

When Song Yiyan arrived at the gate of the Imperial Capital Medical University, she saw several luxury cars parked at the gate, two Ferraris, a Maserati, and a Lamborghini, which were dazzling.

Han Ding stopped the car, ran to the passenger side with great momentum, and opened the door for her: "Miss, please!"

Song Yiyan was happy. Don't say it, this guy is tall and strong. In a black suit and sunglasses, he really looks like that.

People also got out of the four sports cars opposite, two people in each sports car, a total of eight people, all wearing suits, leather shoes and sunglasses, all tall and strong, looking majestic.

Eight big men walked towards them.

Song Yiyan frowned and looked at the people opposite without showing any weakness. What? Are you looking for trouble?

When the eight big men came to the front, the seriousness on their faces disappeared. They looked at him with a playful smile and shouted "Hello, Brother Han".

Song Yiyan's eyes twitched: Wow, is this what he called pomp? It's quite pompous!

This guy is a gangster, right? The few people he found have height, figure, and aura. They are all bodyguards.

"You guys should be serious." Han Ding glared at them with disdain and introduced Song Yiyan: "This is my boss, call me boss!"

The eight big men bowed in unison and said solemnly and respectfully: "Hello, boss!"

Song Yiyan nodded at them: "Hello."

Han Ding introduced that these buddies were not gangsters, but they had some connections. They were all members of the boxing enthusiasts club and were also his good buddies.

These guys have rich families. Who would go to be bodyguards for nothing?

Song Yiyan looked at her younger brother deeply and felt that she, as the boss, was simply too weak!

This is a grand ceremony.

The sports car caused a great sensation as soon as it entered the Imperial Medical College. If there were only one or two cars, everyone would be used to it. After all, it is the top medical school in China, and there are many students from wealthy families.

But five cars came in at once. The first one was a Lamborghini Veneno, which only has three in the world. The movie emperor Huo also has a similar model. The remaining one was the favorite car of the British prince.

There are more girls in the medical university. Many girls gathered together and whispered about which rich young men were in the car. I don’t know if I can have the honor to meet them.

The luxury sports car stopped directly at the door of the first cafeteria of the Imperial Medical Department, and instantly attracted countless envious eyes.

The first car in the front was driven by a sturdy driver, who opened the door and stood respectfully aside.

Then a stunning beauty came out of the car.

The beauty was so beautiful that she was charming in every move and every smile.

Mature, elegant, calm, confident, composed, mysterious, and sexy, all these words are not enough to accurately describe her temperament.

The moment the beauty came down, eight men in black came out of the four sports cars behind her and respectfully protected her on both sides. They turned out to be her bodyguards.