Zhao Dong has relatively few things, a quilt and a few changes of clothes, so he can just pick up his bag and leave at any time.
Sophie, on the other hand, was rummaging through boxes and cabinets upstairs, and after a lot of fussing, there was a "ding-ding-ding-ding-ding" sound from time to time.
At this moment, Sophie's voice came from upstairs, "Zhao Dong, come up here!"
Zhao Dong was stunned, then stepped on the wool carpet to the third floor.
It's a bit funny to say that he has lived here for nearly half a month and has come up only a handful of times.
Now that the light has finally come to light, it turns out to be the current situation.
The room was still warm, with a faint aroma filling her mouth and nose. The originally neat wardrobe was a little messy due to her.
Sophie was arranging her clothes. When she heard the movement behind her, she said without looking back, "Help me take down the suitcase above!"
Zhao Dong stepped up and pulled down two large suitcases.
Seeing Sophie busy, he suddenly felt guilty. If it weren't for him, how could she be kicked out by Aunt Mei?
How could the dignified eldest daughter of the Su family end up in such a situation!
Zhao Dong suddenly blamed himself. If he had not followed him, not to mention becoming the young mistress of the Wei family, even if he reconciled with Xu Huayang, Sophie's situation would be much better than now.
Sophie noticed the silence behind her and turned to look.
She has a clear mind and can see through Zhao Dong's thoughts with just one glance, "Don't think too much, all this has nothing to do with you. Even without you, I will not compromise with Aunt Mei!"
Sophie's words were somewhat untrue. If it weren't for Zhao Dong, she wouldn't have the courage to resist Aunt Mei's iron fist.
Although she was inexplicably excited about the freedom of breaking free from the prison, the confusion about her future left her at a loss as to what to do.
Her father is in a coma, and her shares are tightly controlled by Aunt Mei.
Su's executive vice president sounds nice, but in fact he is no different from a gold-collar worker working for others.
Su's situation is extremely dangerous, and she is even more difficult to move within the group.
The capital flow of less than 30,000 yuan requires Aunt Mei’s signature to take effect. Any decision of the company can only be approved by Aunt Mei’s personal presence.
The position of the vice president is in name only, and every move in the company is monitored. It is almost as if he is a puppet.
Now even the villa her father gave her has to be taken back, all just to force her to give in.
Either bow to the Wei family, get back together with Xu Huayang, or accept Aunt Mei's arrangements for other men.
In short, she is not allowed to escape control!
And this may be just the first step. If one day even the position of vice president is dismissed, where will she go?
Sophie didn't dare to resist before, but now she has a rebellious mentality. The tighter Aunt Mei pressed her, the stronger her rebound became.
She asked herself to bow her head to the Wei family, but she didn't!
She asked herself to show her kindness to Xu Huayang, but she didn't!
She asked herself to leave Zhao Dong, but not!
Sophie felt happy as long as it made Aunt Mei feel unhappy. Although she seemed stubborn, it was not a helpless move that she could not resist.
Zhao Dong also felt complicated. He originally felt sorry for her, but then someone said it had nothing to do with him?
He even wondered whether Sophie agreed to confirm her relationship with him because she truly liked her, or because she was against Aunt Mei.
He didn't dare to think further and could only blindly believe that Sophie liked him.
If he loses this support, he doesn't know how to persevere.
Seeing her frown, Zhao Dong said softly: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. No matter what trouble you have, I will help you share it."
Sophie smiled bitterly, "Share? Just don't cause trouble for me!"
Zhao Dong knew that she was blaming him for agreeing to Aunt Mei's unreasonable request without permission.
In that case, he was unwilling to retreat and could not retreat.
But hearing Sophie's words always made him feel a little uncomfortable.
He didn't like the strength shown by this woman, and he didn't like the condescension she inadvertently showed.
Zhao Dong blurted out and asked: "Am I so useless in your eyes?"
"Zhao Dong, can you please stop being angry with me? That's 30 million yuan, not 3,000 yuan. Where are you going to get it?"
Sophie didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, "Forget it, let's not talk about it. I will figure out a solution for the money issue. In short, you can settle the house tomorrow and leave the rest alone."
"No matter? Then what should I do?"
Sophie's tone was a little impatient, "Go to work steadily and cook on time!"
Zhao Dong laughed at himself, what kind of boyfriend? It turned out that Miss Su regarded him as a personal servant.
He turned around quickly and said, "Okay!"
Sophie knew she had said something wrong and originally wanted to explain, but she couldn't get the words out of her mouth.
Not long after, the sound of a door closing was heard downstairs.
Sophie stuffed the clothes into her suitcase, still complaining, "Damn guy, you're already upset enough, and you're making trouble for me! You just said a few more words, how can you have such a big temper?"
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At nine o'clock sharp, Zhao Dong arrived at the place on time.
The door opened, and Jiang Ying, who had changed her clothes, strode out.
Seeing Zhao Dong, she was a little stunned and said, "It's quite on time."
Zhao Dong didn't speak immediately, he couldn't stop looking at Jiang Ying. If the other party hadn't spoken first, he would hardly have recognized Jiang Ying.
Wearing yellow high heels, tight black leather pants, and a light red sleeveless blouse, her hair was carefully styled and draped over her shoulders in waves.
Probably to cover the slap marks on her face, she put on heavy makeup and painted her lips bright red.
With the exaggerated pendants under her earlobes, she has a charming temperament and is completely different from the female leader of the HR department she saw during the day.
If you weren't careful, anyone would mistake her for a young lady who often hangs out in nightclubs.
Jiang Ying turned around in a circle, "Can't you recognize me?"
"It's a bit."
"Has it changed much?"
"Well, it's much prettier."
Jiang Ying took his arm and said, "You are so sweet! You are wearing high heels. How about you be my driver for one night?"
Zhao Dong nodded in a muffled voice and moved away without leaving any trace.
"Bujie Fengqing, can I still eat you?"
Jiang Ying snorted, took out the car keys and threw them over.
Zhao Dong looked up and saw that Jiang Ying's car was a black Volkswagen Passat, a typical business car.
It's okay for men to do it, but women always feel a bit old-fashioned when they do it.
There was no conversation all the way, and the atmosphere was slightly silent.
Jiang Ying was the first to break the calm, "I thought you wouldn't come today."
"This trouble is related to me, and it doesn't make sense for you to come forward alone."
"Stop pretending to me. I see you are in a bad mood. Did you quarrel with your wife?"
Zhao Dong said nothing, and when he saw the green light turning yellow, his feet suddenly stopped.
Jiang Ying complained, "Are you seeking wealth and killing someone? Why not ask?"
The place where we drank was a clear bar. It didn't have the imaginary crowds of demons dancing around, and the environment was quiet and quite atmospheric.
Zhao Dong was a little surprised that Jiang Ying was a regular customer. As soon as they walked in, they were greeted by the manager.
"Sister Jiang, is it still the same today?"
"As usual, two servings!"
While talking, Jiang Ying led him to sit down in a booth.
Zhao Dong was in a bad mood and did not need Jiang Ying to persuade him to drink.
The two of them chatted one after another, and soon became drunk.