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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! =

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Li Yue Niang cracked her neck, and the vertebrae gave a satisfying pop as she glared at Captain Mu, who planted himself in front of her. In response, Captain Mu cracked his knuckles, a challenging glint in his eyes. 

"Once again, get out of the way." Yue Niang said. "I have a score to settle with your boss."

"I can't let you do that." Captain Mu said, raising his hands. "Will you just go back to the mansion and wait for dinner? I'll pretend I didn't see you trying to hijack one of our cars."

"If you had just driven me to the hospital, I wouldn't need to hijack your car. And you really should take out the keys if you're not using them." Yue Niang retorted, shrugging as she eyed Captain Mu's wary posture. Her body was itching for a fight to release the pent up aggression, but the more logical part of her brain urged her to practice caution.