"Stop crying!"

Zhao Dong was a little bothered by the crying. He sent the homeowner back home after they stayed up late drinking, but then the other party pushed him forcefully. What's going on?!

Sophie seemed to accept this fact, her sobs gradually subsiding. "Why are you being so angry?"

Zhao Dong let out a sigh. "Don't worry, I'll take responsibility for you."

Sophie's eyes welled with tears, "You are responsible? What do you have to offer?"

Those eyes, which should have been clear and bright, now glistened with a fearsome cold.

After more than twenty years of chastity, it was taken away by a security guard from the neighborhood on the eve of her engagement.

I've had thoughts of dying, but what problems would that solve?

Zhao Dong earnestly said, "Any way you can think of!"

Sophie scoffed back, "Any way? I'm the CEO of the Su Group. Your monthly salary plus bonus, even if you don't eat or drink, you can't afford even one of my lipsticks!"

The very thought of it seems absurd.

"Who's responsible?"

"How are you going to take responsibility?"

"How can you be responsible?"

He was originally just a bit domineering, but not a mean person.

Regret, despair, even humiliation!

Zhao Dong was taken aback by the question, then chuckled self-deprecatingly.

No wonder, he was just a night security guard in an apartment complex.

Perhaps in their eyes, I'm no different from a stray cat or dog on the street.

Sophie didn't wait for Zhao Dong's reply.

He picked up the shirt from the bed and put it on, speaking as he got out of bed. “Get out of my house! If anyone finds out about yesterday, I won’t let you go!”

Zhao Dong put on his clothes first, reaching out to help himself up, but was harshly pushed away.

Sophie glared at him, "Get away from me! Don't touch me with your filthy hands!"

Zhao Dong felt a little uncomfortable, grabbed his coat and left.

Sophie was stunned for a moment, and suddenly shouted, "Where are you going?"

Zhao Dong said with a touch of self-deprecation, “Work? I’m not like you, a rich heiress. Even if I didn't work, I could still live well!”

Sophie commanded unreasonably, "Don't leave!"

Seeing Zhao Dong ignore him, he grabbed something from the bedside table and threw it out.

"Damn you, I told you to stop!"

Zhao Dong felt a surge of anger.

My previous words still stand. If you've thought about how I should take responsibility, feel free to come find me anytime.

Sophie's brief astonishment was quickly replaced by a sneer. "You can't get away with this, can you?"

Zhao Dong was too lazy to explain, "Do whatever you think."

Sophie is beautiful and wealthy, but she's not the kind of person who would sell herself for a few coins.

The door slammed shut.

Suddenly, I felt a tinge of regret. I shouldn't have let him go so easily just now.

……

As soon as Zhao Donggang returned to the security room, he heard someone shouting, "Zhao Dong, where were you last night?"

The fat man speaking is the head of security at Diyuan, surnamed Sun. He's always looked down on him.

Zhao Dong didn't want to be caught by Sun Fatty, but how could he explain it?

"Well? Nothing to say?"

Zhao Dong was too lazy to explain, and even if he did, it wouldn't have been helpful.

Son Fatty sneered repeatedly, “One instance of absenteeism means no bonus, and you'll be docked two hundred in wages. Next time, you'll be fired! Let this serve as a warning to the rest!”

As he spoke, a white Porsche drove into the community.

All the security guards were distraught, even Sun Fatty's soul flew over there.

The Imperial Garden is a renowned affluent district, with the vast majority of its residents being homeowners.

Working here as a security guard, no one does it for the measly pay. Everyone just sticks it out for twenty years.

Here in the car, there's Jiu Dong's owner Meng. He is wealthy, good-looking, and single.

Sun Wuzong stepped forward to flatter, "Ms. Meng, are you off work?"

The car window rolled down, revealing a charming profile. "I'd trouble Captain Sun to have some buckets of water sent to my home," she said.

Son Wukong eagerly offered, "I'll do it. I've got nothing better to do anyway."

Meng waved his hand. "I wouldn't dare trouble you. Let Xiao Zhao come instead."

She smiled, captivating countless hearts.

Everyone sighed and lamented. The person from the Defense Department surnamed Zhao, was it not? But anyone could tell that Xiao Zhao from Mengli could only be Zhao Dong.

>Three times every two days, he would send water to Building Nine. It had almost become Zhao Dong's daily routine.

Son Wukong was so angry his teeth were gritted, “Did you hear that? Get out of here!”

He didn't say anything, but in his heart he was already thinking about finding an excuse to fire him someday.

Zhao Dong could see right through the other party's thoughts, but he desperately needed money at the moment.

Mother's genetic testing is done, costing over half a million. This doesn't even include the later treatment and recovery costs.

Here at Diyuan, the monthly salary is five thousand. It's not a lot, but it's not nothing either. But if I were to lose this job, what could I possibly use to fill the hospital bills?

Sometimes, he lamented his uselessness. Having served for five years, he had done a considerable amount, but unfortunately, there were not many places where his skills could be applied.

Now that my mother is seriously ill, she can't even afford a single cent. It's laughable to think about it.

Just as I was thinking, the phone in the duty room rang.

Sun Fatty's eyes lit up when he saw the caller ID, "Ms. Su, what can I do for you?"

Others also leaned in to listen.

There's a ranking of gods in Di Yuan, with Sophie at the top. Despite this, no one dares to challenge her.

The news of Su Shen's engagement to the Wei family is spreading like wildfire today. It seems almost everyone in Tianzhou knows about it.

And the Wei family was notorious for being ruthless in Tianzhou.

Brave people, unless they think life is too long!

Sophie's voice came from the phone, "Have Zhao Dong bring me a bucket of water."

"Miss Su... what did you say?"

Sun Wuzong was a little depressed, how could it be Zhao Dong again!

"Must I repeat myself?"

Sophie's voice was icy cold, she really didn't want to mention that name again.

Sun Fatty was sweating, "Yes yes, I heard you clearly…"

"Twenty buckets, bring them over now!"

After finishing, Sophie impatiently hung up the phone.

Sun Fatty froze completely, twenty buckets?

He said with a hint of schadenfreude, "Zhao Dong, don't worry about the nine buildings for now. First, send twenty buckets of water to Miss Su at building five. Remember that, it's twenty buckets!"

Everyone was taken aback. They hadn't heard the phone ring and thought that Sun Fatty was taking this opportunity to get revenge.

Zhaodong suddenly understood what was going on. It must be Sophie trying to frame him!

I wonder what this person is calculating?

……

Zhao Dong knocked on the door, and a cold and beautiful face appeared.

Sophie darted aside, as if she didn't recognize him, "Third floor!"

Damn, the third floor?

Although Zhao Dong was unhappy, he had no other choice.

No matter what his purpose is for being a security guard, since he's taking Diyuan's wages, serving the owner is his duty.

Besides, the owner in question is Sophie. What happened last night can't just be brushed aside like nothing happened.

Besides, being a coward is not his style.

Zhao Dong carries two buckets of water on his shoulders every time, even if he's not tired, he sweats from the heat.

Actually, Di Yuan is a detached villa, and each villa has its own private elevator. However, he didn't ask, judging by this person's character, even if he asked, it would be useless.

Sophie stood on the third floor platform, watching Zhao Dong come and go, sweat gradually soaking his clothes. Finally, she felt a sense of revenge.

It was a bit of a surprise, Zhao Dong's physique was very strong and fit, unlike other security guards who were just all show. Especially his eight-pack abs, very eye-catching.

Zhao Dong said, "Alright."

Sophie said without a trace, "Put the water in the bathtub."

Zhao Dong was stunned. This kind of bottled water is volcanic mineral water, over two hundred yuan per bucket, and more than twenty buckets poured down would be over four thousand yuan.

To take a bath with this water?

It's fine if you mess with me, but don't go against your own wallet!

"What are you standing there for? Think I don't have any money?"

Sophie pulled out her wallet, took out a handful of money, and tossed it on the ground without looking.

Joe couldn't help but ask, "Sophie, are you crazy?"

"I'm fine! I just want to show you what a rich person's life is like. You work your butt off for a whole month, and that's all the money you make, right?"

"It's not even enough for me to take a shower! How is it, do you feel useless? Pathetic?"

Sophie glared at her watch, trying to find a flicker of indignant fury in its face.

"I think you're naive."

Zhao Dong didn't say a word, and directly poured twenty buckets of water in.

Sophie's jaw clenched. She felt like she had punched a pillow.

Zhao Dong turned to leave, "You don't need to give me the money, just count it towards the management fee later."

Sophie exclaimed, "Stop!"

Zhao Dong helplessly asked, “What else do you want?”

Sophie said, "Bring twenty more buckets!"

Zhao Dong frowned, "It's full."

Sophie stepped forward, opened the bath's drain, and four thousand coins vanished in an instant.

"Now it fits!" he said proudly.

Zhao Dong let out a sigh, "You're really sick, seriously ill!"

Sophie was furious. "Zhao Dong, you dare to insult me? Believe me, I'll report you!"

"Suit yourself!"

Zhao Dong stared at him and continued, "If you want to get revenge on me, there are many ways. Destroying money is nothing impressive. Do you know that these four thousand yuan can do so much in impoverished mountainous areas?"

Sofia's heart skipped a beat at his gaze, the nascent feeling of guilt extinguished before it could fully bloom.

False!

Ready!

He pointed out the window, "Well, I won't waste my money. Jump down from here!"

Don't be fooled by the fact that this is on the third floor, because in terms of a villa's height, it's equivalent to a normal five-story building.

If you really jumped from here, you'd be seriously injured even if you didn't die!

Zhao Dong was feeling a little annoyed. "Honestly, if I just jumped down, would you stop bothering me?"

Sophie hugged her shoulders and said, "You're right! As long as you jump down, we're even!"

The tone in <<< is full of provocation, as if trying to expose Zhao Dong's hypocrisy.

Zhao Dong didn't say a word, turned around and ran. He used one hand to support the platform and jumped down.

The whole set of movements flowed seamlessly, so much so that Sophie couldn't regain her composure for a while.

He... he actually really jumped?