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Chapter 1 The Goddess' Bed(1/2)

The bed was in a mess, but a red plum in the middle was particularly charming.

"Stop crying!"

Zhao Dong was a little upset because of her crying. He sent the hangover female owner home late, only to be forced to do so by the other party. What the hell is this?

Sophie seemed to have accepted this fact, and her crying gradually stopped, "Why are you so mean?"

Zhao Dong sighed, "Don't worry, I will be responsible for you."

Sophie wiped her tears and said, "Are you responsible? What are you responsible for?"

The pair of eyes that should have been clear now shone with a terrifying cold light.

She had kept her virginity for more than 20 years, but was taken away by a community security guard on the eve of her engagement.

We all want to die, but what problem can death solve?

Zhao Dong said seriously: "Any way you can think of!"

Sophie replied sarcastically, "In any way? I am the president of the Su Group. Your monthly salary plus bonus, even if you don't eat or drink, you can't even afford a lipstick from me!"

She thought it was ridiculous when she thought about it.

"Are you responsible?"

"How do you want to be responsible?"

"How can you be responsible?"

She was originally a bit domineering, but not a mean woman.

But seeing Zhao Dong reminded her of the madness last night.

I am like a small boat in the sea, being beaten crazily by the ruthless waves.

Regret, despair, even humiliation!

Zhao Dong was stunned by her question, and then laughed at himself.

It’s no wonder that I am just a night shift security guard in a residential property.

If it weren't for last night's absurdity, I wouldn't have had any interaction with the woman in front of me.

I'm afraid that in her eyes, she is no different from the cats and dogs on the roadside, right?

Sophie didn't wait for Zhao Dong's answer at all.

She picked up the shirt on the bed and put it on. When she tied the third button, a burning pain came through the clothes, as if reminding her of the madness last night.

She got out of bed while talking, "Get out of my house. If anyone knows what happened yesterday, I will never let you go!"

Because of the pain, even my steps were a little wobbly.

Zhao Dong put on his clothes first and was about to reach out to help him, but was violently thrown away by her.

Sophie glared, "Go away, don't touch me with your dirty hands!"

Zhao Dong felt a little unhappy, grabbed his coat and turned around to leave.

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

Zhao Dong said with some self-deprecation, "Go to work! I'm not like you, the rich lady, who can live a good life even without working!"

Sophie ordered unreasonably: "Don't leave!"

Seeing that Zhao Dong ignored her, she grabbed something from the bedside table and threw it out.

"Son of a bitch, I told you to stop!"

Zhao Dong was hit by his underwear and felt angry.

But when he saw the teeth marks and hickeys on Sophie's neck, he suppressed all the words he wanted to say.

"What I just said is still valid. If you have thought about how you want me to be responsible, you can come to me at any time."

Sophie was briefly stunned, and then was replaced by a sneer, "You wish I would let you take responsibility, don't you?"

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

It's true that Sophie is beautiful, and it's true that she's rich, but he's not the kind of loser who would give up for five buckets of rice.

The door slammed shut.

Sophie staggered to the mirror, with red marks all over her body and a strange smell. The stockings on her legs were torn before she could even take them off.

She suddenly regretted that she shouldn't have let him go so easily just now.

This bastard had been wreaking havoc on him all night, so if he just let him go, wouldn't that be giving him an advantage?

No way!



As soon as Zhao Dong returned to the security room, he heard someone asking, "Zhao Dong, where did you go during the evening shift last night?"

The fat man who spoke was the security captain of the Imperial Garden, his surname was Sun, and he had always disliked him.

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

Said that he adhered to the service spirit of "owner first" and spent one night in bed with the owners of five buildings?

Even if he dares to say this, no one would dare to believe it!

"What? You have nothing to say?"

Zhao Dong was too lazy to explain, even if he did, it would be useless.

Fatty Sun sneered again and again, "If you miss work once, your bonus will be gone, and another two hundred dollars will be deducted from your salary, and you will be fired next time. Others will learn from it!"

As he was talking, a white Porsche drove into the community.

All the security guards were distracted, and Fatty Sun's soul also flew over.

Emperor Garden is a well-known wealthy area, and most of them are female owners.

No one who really comes here to work as a security guard wants to get into a noble lady's bed for the sake of a small salary, and will have to work hard for another twenty years.

For example, the person in the car, Meng Jiao, the owner of Jiu Building, is rich, beautiful, and single.

Fatty Sun stepped forward to please him, "Miss Meng is off work?"

The car window was lowered, revealing a charming side face. She said softly: "Please, Captain Sun, please have someone send a bucket of water to my house."

Fatty Sun said diligently, "I'll do it, I'll have nothing to do anyway."

Meng Jiao waved her hand, "How dare I trouble you? Let Xiao Zhao do it."

That charming smile captured the souls of countless people.

Everyone sighed, there were many people with the surname Zhao in the defense department, but everyone knew that the Xiao Zhao in Meng Jiao's mouth could only be Zhao Dong.

Delivering water to Jiu Building once every three days has almost become Zhao Dong's daily routine.

Fatty Sun gritted his teeth angrily, "Did you hear that? Hurry up and go!"

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

How could Zhao Dong see through the other person's thoughts, but right now he was in urgent need of money.

Mother's matching has been completed, and the cost of the operation is more than 500,000 yuan, not counting the subsequent medical treatment and recovery.

The monthly salary here at Diyuan is five thousand, which is not too much, not too much, but if you really want to lose this job, what will you use to fill the hole in the hospital?

Sometimes, he regrets his uselessness. He has been in the army for five years and has quite a lot of skills, but unfortunately there are not many places where he can use them.

Now that my mother is seriously ill, she can't get a penny out. It's ridiculous to think about it.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the phone in the duty room ringing.

Fatty Sun became energetic when he saw the caller ID, "Miss Su, what are your orders?"

Others also listened.

There is a ranking of goddesses in the Imperial Garden, and Sophie is at the top of the list. Despite this, no one dares to take an interest in her.

Goddess Su is getting engaged to the eldest son of the Wei family today, and almost no one in Tianzhou doesn't know about it.

As for the eldest son of the Wei family, he is a well-known ruthless character in Tianzhou, the kind of person who takes both black and white.

Dare to touch her woman, unless you think your life is too long!

Sophie's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Ask Zhao Dong to bring me a bucket of water."

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

Fatty Sun was a little depressed, why the hell is it Zhao Dong again!

"Do you want me to repeat it again?"

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

Fatty Sun wiped his sweat, "Yes, yes, hear me clearly..."

"Twenty barrels, bring them here now!"
To be continued...
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