Financial freedom starts with the pursuit of a cool female doctor

Chapter 102 Han Qi's Waist, the Killing Knife
Zhuo Tong was sitting in the car when she could see Han Qi leading a little girl who was not even half her height.

This must be the younger sister she just mentioned.

It has to be said that Han Qi has very handsome features, but his sister is completely different, more delicate and cute, which reminds him of his own sister, Zhuo Lingshan.

Zhuo Lingshan was like this when she was little, chubby and fair-skinned, like a delicate doll.

It's a pity that although his appearance didn't turn out bad as he grew up, his personality became much worse, and he completely disregarded his older brother.

When the two women got a little closer, Zhuo Tong got out of the car to greet them personally.

Upon seeing Zhuo Tong, Han Qi excitedly ran up to him, holding his younger sister's hand.
"Dude, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I was waiting for my mom to pick up my sister."

"This is my younger sister, Han Sisi. She is eight years old and still in elementary school."

Han Sisi blinked her clear, innocent eyes, then kept shaking Han Qi's hand:
"Sister, is this the brother you were talking about? I've never seen him before."

Han Qi froze, unsure how to explain it to his sister.

After all, this is a long story, dating back to the last time when Zhuo Tong stopped Zhao Dahai from continuing to harass her.

However, the intricacies involved are too complex; even if I explained it to her, she might not understand.

Zhuo Tong spoke first, squatting down to greet Han Sisi:

"Hi Sisi, I'm your brother Zhuo Tong. Shall I take you home?"

"Okay~ Thank you, brother."

Han Sisi smiled sweetly, then reached out her other little hand to Zhuo Tong.

Seeing this, Zhuo Tong also reached out her hand for her to hold, a scene that even surprised Han Qi.

I don't know why, but my younger sister is usually very shy. Just now, when she met my badminton club classmates, she was so scared that she hid.

But now, having just met Zhuo Tong for the first time, she showed no fear whatsoever, and even reached out to let him hold her hand.

It’s weird.

"Let's go, get in the car first. It's sunny outside, don't let Sisi get heatstroke."

Han Qi looked up. Although there were a few scattered clouds in the sky, and some were particularly dark, the sun was still scorching.

"I'm fine myself, that's just how my skin tone is, but Sisi is a bit dehydrated."

"it is good."

Han Sisi, holding Han Qi's hand with one hand and Zhuo Tong's hand with the other, skipped and hopped towards the car.

To outsiders, they would look like a happy and harmonious family of three.

"Sisi, do you want to sit in the front or the back? If you sit in the front, you'll have to sit alone. If you sit in the back, you can sit with your sister."

Han Sisi bit her finger, deep in thought, and then said in a childish voice:

"Mom never lets Sisi sit in the front row, but Sisi wants to sit in the front row this time, is that okay, brother?"

"Of course you can, but remember to fasten your seatbelt."

"Good~"

Zhuo Tong opened the car door for Han Sisi, helped her into the car, and fastened her seatbelt before closing the door.

Turning around, I found Han Qi staring blankly at me.

Why didn't you get on the bus?

"Oh--"

Han Qi snapped out of his daze and smiled:

"I always felt that you were quite good at taking care of children, much more considerate than I, as the older sister."

"There's nothing."

After Han Qi got into the car and settled in, she obediently fastened her seatbelt, just like her little sister, and then began to look around at the car's interior. "Brother's car is so white, so beautiful~"

Han Sisi excitedly danced with joy:

"Wow, the seats are really soft, it feels like lying in cotton! Is this car expensive?"

"It might be a bit pricey, so if you're looking to buy a car, I wouldn't recommend this one."

"I see. Then I'll just ride a motorcycle, even though I don't have my own motorcycle yet."

Zhuo Tong nodded repeatedly as he listened.

You know what, Han Qi's temperament is really suited to riding motorcycles.

She has a full and muscular figure, and her skin is already tanned, so she is not afraid of the sun at all.

That sense of speed and sportiness, along with her dashing and handsome demeanor, suits her personality much better than a stable sedan.

"In that case, how about I buy you a motorcycle sometime, or we can go pick one out together?"

"Really!"

Han Qi's eyes lit up when he heard this; he was truly in a position to "never be able to repay Zhuo Tong's kindness."

Since starting university, I often see roaring motorcycles on the road, and they seem so cool.

Therefore, she always wanted to be a female rider, but due to her lack of money, she was never able to own a motorcycle of her own.

This guy is so nice, he's been giving me all sorts of gifts, and now he's even planning to give himself a motorcycle.

A true buddy, a buddy for life, the kind you can go out and cause trouble together, or even be a mudguard for someone.

Coincidentally, the two had the same idea: Han Qi would drive and Zhuo Tong would sit in the back.

It's just that it might be different from the common perception that men should drive women around.

Han Qi's idea was that since his good brother had already given him a car, he should act as a driver and take him around.

But Zhuo Tong thought of more than that. There was another advantage to sitting in the back: he could put his arm around her waist!
Han Qi's figure is considered one of the most incredible among most female fitness enthusiasts.

Where there should be flesh, such as the buttocks, thighs, and chest, it is plump and full, without any ambiguity.

However, her waist is unusually slender, giving her a perfect pear-shaped figure when viewed from the front.

I can't even imagine what a spectacular view it must be from the back row!
(As shown in the picture)
Isn't this much better than putting a woman's mudguard on your car?

Even if the other person could press those soft breasts against his back, how could he possibly be distracted by the dangerous task of driving to feel the sensation on his back?
Motorcycles are nothing like cars; they're like flesh wrapped in iron, and one wrong move and you're done for.

Zhuo Tong once saw people playing a rather unethical game online called "cyber cricket fighting," which involved watching which motorcycle bloggers they followed and seeing who hadn't had a traffic accident after a while.

It's easy to imagine how dangerous it is to ride a motorcycle, especially at high speeds. Rather than driving alone, you might as well hold onto Han Qi's waist.

"What type or style do you like? Sport bikes or cruisers?"

"Of course, it has to be a sportbike! I prefer the BMW G310RR, but it's too expensive. The CFMoto 250SR is also an option."

Tsk tsk tsk, look at them, how considerate they are, they never take advantage of us.

The price of the BMW G310RR dropped directly from 50,000 yuan to less than 20,000 yuan for the CFMoto 250SR.

This small amount of money is nothing to me.

So Zhuo Tong said righteously:
"I'm asking you, do you still consider me your brother?"

Han Qi was taken aback when he saw him suddenly become serious.
"Of course you're my good brother, why are you suddenly asking this?"

"In that case, it's okay to be a little greedy in front of your good buddies. Next time you should say—"

"I want it all."

(End of this chapter)