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#R18
#COMEDY
#MYSTERY
#DARK
#SWEETLOVE
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#THESTRONGACTINGWEAK
#FACESLAPPING
#MAFIA
#SEDUCTIVE

Wooing my Bodyguard Wife

[R18 - Contains SMUT & UST] “Fuck the rich!” Xue Ning declared. "I'm rich - fuck me - not anyone else!” As the second son of a billionaire, Sun Jingwei is undoubtedly rich, handsome and a playboy - but now he's been ensnared by his new bodyguard who hates rich people with a passion! How can he insert himself into her 'fuck the rich' motto? What happens when they end up married in the eyes of the public? Here is the slowburn love story between a billionaire’s handsome playboy son and his new straight-laced, sarcastic wannabe-bodyguard wife that looks like a cute kitten! EXCERPT: “Oh good, you received my delivery!” was his excited reply. “Did you accidentally mix my outfits with the ones meant for your girlfriend?” Xue Ning asks flatly. “Of course not! I don’t have a girlfriend! All these are handpicked for you!” Jingwei exclaims. “You handpicked underwear for me?!” She squawks, face red. “We’re not that close!” “How can you say that? You’re practically my saviour! I owe you a life debt!” Jingwei argues. “Sexy underwear is the least you deserve!” “You’re giving your saviour underwear?” She asks incredulously in return. “Do you not find anything weird with this?” = This is an original work - do not steal! Cover is from Lia Audelia! =

Taoist6GPenguin · Urban
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347 Chs
#R18
#COMEDY
#MYSTERY
#DARK
#SWEETLOVE
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#THESTRONGACTINGWEAK
#FACESLAPPING
#MAFIA
#SEDUCTIVE

Conviction

Back at his apartment, Jingwei could only stare blankly at his phone for the second time today. His brother just told him in no uncertain terms to keep his head down and ignore the mess that was happening. 

While that was his original plan to begin with, the thought of clarifying the accusations levied towards him and taking some form of responsibility remained an incredibly attractive thought. 

"I'm guessing your brother said no," Xue Ning guessed, after seeing the crestfallen look on his face. 

"You're right," Jingwei said, leaning against the sofa as he looked at her curious face. "He told me in no uncertain terms that I wasn't allowed to hold press conferences, and if I did hold one - he wasn't going to help me at all." 

"That sucks," was Xue Ning's sympathetic reply. "Guess we should just wait it out then." 

Before Jingwei could reply, his phone began ringing again.