Wooing my Bodyguard Wife

“Hello Uncle, nice to meet you! Yes, it’s me, Sun Jingwei. Your daughter helped save me from a few tight spots. Please don’t scold her,” Jingwei said cheerily into the phone.

Next to him, Xue Ning tried to snatch her phone back, but Jingwei purposely held it above his head. She cursed her lack of height under her breath, and then cursed him.

“Bastard, give me back my phone!” Xue Ning complained, stomping on his feet on purpose. Unfortunately, she wasn’t wearing her boots, so the damage was minimal. Either that or Jingwei had really tough feet, for he wasn’t fazed at all.

“Sorry sir, your daughter is trying to crush my feet, I’ll give back her phone.” Jingwei said, hurriedly handing over the phone over to Xue Ning’s waiting hands. It wasn’t Xue Ning’s feet that made him give up. Instead, it was the heat of her body, pressed threateningly close against his own. Xue Ning hadn’t noticed, because she was too intent on reducing his feet to mincemeat.

Lucky for him. If not all of him would turn into mincemeat. Of course, if Xue Ning’s father had an idea of what he was thinking and hated him, he would turn into mincemeat too. It’s best to just play along with whatever Xue Ning’s plan was.

“Hi Dad, yeah that was Jingwei.I told you he’s an idiot.” Xue Ning said casually, ignoring the way he was exaggerating his pain, sitting on the sofa and rubbing his feet while giving her kicked puppy eyes. He was perfectly fine!

“I see,” her father said in a mysterious voice.

“What. What do you see?” Xue Ning asked curiously.

“Nothing for you to worry about, my dear daughter.” Her father said. “I know you have the skills to physically look after yourself, but I just have to remind you – next time you want to injure a man, aim for his family jewels!”

Her father purposely raised his voice at the last part, just to make sure Sun Jingwei could hear it.

Jingwei choked. Xue Ning gave him an evil smirk, a leg raised threateningly in his direction. He shuffled further away from where she was standing, and grabbed a sofa cushion to shield his crotch.

Xue Ning internally vowed to not touch that cushion unless it was thrown into a washing machine for a deep wash.

“Of course Dad, I’ve already done that,” she said proudly. “He definitely can’t outfight me.”

“I know,” Her father said indulgently, but then his voice became softer and more serious.  “but we worry anyway. Rich people have a lot of power, and are very used to getting their way.”

“Dad, I already know that!” Xue Ning replied, but she still walked to the spare room to continue their conversation. Her father clearly didn’t want to be overheard. Jingwei meanwhile, continued to sit on the sofa in a bid to give Xue Ning some privacy.

He sighed and continued.

“My dear, you know it but you don’t seem to understand it. If the both of you are merely friends that get along for now, that’s excellent. But what if one day your friendship goes sour, and then he hurts you to get revenge?”

Xue Ning paused, turning to crane her neck in Jingwei’s direction. He was now lying down on the sofa, yawning with an arm under his head. Him? He didn’t seem like a vengeful man.

“Jingwei isn’t that kind of person,” Xue Ning said, but this time she was a bit more unsure. She knew better than anyone how good friends could become bitter enemies the very next day; it was a lesson she learnt from school.

“Little Ning, you mean that you hope he isn’t that kind of person.” Her father corrected gently. “It’s good to be optimistic, but I would still want you to be careful. That man comes from a very powerful family, if he wants to take vengeance, there’s very little you can do to escape.”

Xue Ning chewed on her bottom lip, thinking it over. From what she saw so far, Sun Jingwei wasn’t a vengeful person. His father called him names and scolded him, and he never even showed a hint of anger or want for revenge. He was only resigned to his treatment.

And look at Xiumin! Jingwei had thought she was the one that filmed him and leaked the video years ago, yet he did not take any action against her then, even though he could have. He only got angry at Xiumin when… when Xiumin bribed Xiao Hui to pour hot soup on her.

She had felt warmed and touched by his protectiveness, but what would happen if one day she made him angry enough that he wanted to hurt her instead?

“I understand what you mean Dad.” Xue Ning said, “But I’ll still treat him as my friend for now. He hasn’t done anything to prove to me that he’s a bad person. I can’t just distrust him because you say so. You haven’t even met him yet!” Xue Ning insisted, after thinking it through.

Somewhere deep inside, she knew that Sun Jingwei wasn’t a man that held grudges. She could usually tell if someone was a real vengeful bitch like herself, who could hold a grudge for three lifetimes if given enough due cause.

And she couldn’t convince her father of it without telling him everything that ensued. That’ll definitely lead to a speech about how she was making terrible decisions for her future.

Her father could only sigh in disappointment from the other end.

His precious daughter was stubbornly believing in Sun Jingwei’s good character and refused to listen to his hints about cutting ties with him!

That worried him, because once his daughter decided that something was ‘hers’ to keep and look after, she’d never let go of it. God knows how many times he had to stop her from getting attached to the stray cats and dogs that wandered around the countryside.

But now that she was in Shanghai alone, she decided to adopt a playboy instead!

Worse of all, that said playboy was the son of the man that chased them out of the city to begin with!

What kind of twisted fate was this?