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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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Outside Her Room

40 Minutes Before The Knock…

"What the hell? They're breaking up again?!" 

Xue Ning's family were seated in front of the TV, watching Night Market Lovers. Tai Cheng stabbed an apple slice with a toothpick, angrily chomping on it as he watched the couple on the screen break up for the umpteenth time under a huge rainstorm, due to misunderstandings generated by the main couple's parents. 

"Mom, Dad, can we change the channel? Why are you so invested in this garbage?" Tai Xuan lamented, a hand inching towards the remote control - but his mother swatted his errant hand and hissed at him, as though Tai Xuan suddenly decided to support Mayor Poh's attempts at wooing her.

"This is not garbage, this is quality entertainment. A hallmark of our culture." Yue Niang argued, shooting her son an angry glare. "Youth these days have no taste!"

"How does this show count as having taste?" Tai Xuan whined. "Come on, Ming Guang, support me here."