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

"Firstly, let me thank the members of the press for taking the time to come here." Jingwei said, despite knowing full well that these vultures would have sooner gouged out their kidneys than to have missed this event.

A little feigned politeness never hurt anyone, and he knew they thought he was an idiot who probably meant every word - which made it a win in this scenario!

"I'll now be taking questions regarding the video that was shared on the 31st of August." Jingwei said. "Questions unrelated to this incident will be handled by the legal department."

The reporters didn't even wait for him to breathe before they started firing rapid questions at him.

"How do you justify such reckless driving?"

The Conference Begins