Taoist6GPenguin

[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?”

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This is an original work - do not steal! 
Cover is from Lia Audelia! =

Wooing my Bodyguard Wife

"What?" Tianwei stood up in surprise, nearly jostling over his breakfast. He did not shriek, but he came pretty close to it. Everyone in the room stared at his uncharacteristic behaviour.

"Ge? Is everything okay?" Jingwei asked cautiously.

"No. No it's not." Tianwei replied, before he realised that he was still on the line. "I'll put you on speaker, Officer Tang. Kindly repeat what you've said to the rest of my family."

"Good morning everyone, sorry to disrupt your peaceful morning. I have bad news to report,"  Officer Tang said gravely.

Then he dropped that same metaphorical bomb on the rest of the listeners. Some of the maids hastily stifled their screams, and one of them even dropped her jug of orange juice, causing it to spill all over the expensive carpet.

"Preposterous!" Sun Haowei roared, slamming his hand on the dining table. His mood, already poor to begin with, plummeted to the deepest pits of hell. "What is the meaning of this!"

Bad News and Worst News