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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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Facing the Crowd

Together, they stepped out into the madhouse. Just as they predicted, the moment the press got wind of their presence, they immediately pounced on them like feral dogs on a piece of steak. 

"Mr Sun! What do you have to say about the underground racing incidents?

"Mr Sun, is it true that you and your friends have killed a man on the road?" 

"Mr Sun, please clarify the bribery and corruption claims!" 

If not for the iron fence keeping them out, Xue Ning had no doubt they would be completely mobbed by them, with cameras and microphones shoved into their faces. Just thinking about it made her frown, but she tried to keep an impassive face as she walked behind Jingwei, watching his surroundings. 

She should have worn sunglasses. Those camera flashes were blinding her, but Jingwei seemed unaffected. 

He held his hands out, asking for silence, and the press eventually reluctantly quietened down just so that they could hear what he said.