Wooing my Bodyguard Wife

"Xue Ning, why are you so cruel to me?" Sun Jingwei gives a plaintive whine at her words, his head popping over the cubicle to gaze down at the scene. He is relieved that Xue Ning had everything under control, so he doesn't have to use wet toilet paper as makeshift projectiles. That would have made everything incredibly messy.

"So did you call the police?!" His lovely Xue Ning demands, glaring at him from the corner of her eye, not letting down her guard. From this angle, Jingwei could see the shift in her bare thigh muscles as she easily pinned down the culprit, much like a lioness hunting down her prey.

Truly, the sight of her pinning down her opponent wearing only his suit jacket, was a masterpiece worthy of being hung on the wall of any gallery. Utter perfection, Leonardo da Vinci himself couldn't outdo this - the perfect blend of sensuality, competence and power.

Oh, she is half-glaring at him, still waiting for a response. Back to Earth now, Sun Jingwei, he scolds himself. It's time to stop fantasising about Xue Ning's thighs and how they would look wrapped around your waist.

"Of course! It's not everyday we catch a criminal that admitted to their crime so easily." Jingwei beams cheerfully, looking down at Xiumin mockingly, even if he can't exactly make out her features through her curtain of hair, messed up from the earlier brawl.

He has no clue what Xue Ning did because he was stuck in the cubicle, but he had every faith that Xue Ning would win this brawl and keep him safe. Xue Ning had a huge score to settle with this woman who tried to drug him, inadvertently causing her to be hospitalised, and finally, ruining her dinner.

Xue Ning might have placed more importance on the last reason though. But that was fine with Jingwei. He was never anyone's first reason for anything, after all. He was used to it.

Besides, he placed more than enough importance on the first two reasons for the both of them.

He smirks and jumps down from the toilet seat, opening the door with a loud bang, giving Xue Ning a jaunty wave hello.

Xue Ning responds by rolling her eyes, even as the woman she's pinning down makes another attempt at escaping.

"Hello there, I suppose I should say nice to see you again, but I would rather we never met…" Jingwei purposely stalks towards Xiumin, close enough so that she can glare at his leather shoes.

This woman, who was responsible for causing so much trouble over such a short time. He wasn't going to let her off so easily. He tilts her head up so that he can get a good look at her face, still smiling at her glare.

"Also, are you sure you're the same woman?  I… don't remember anyone looking like you actually. Sorry." He says with mock regret.

"Who asked you to be drunk?" Xue Ning chimes in.

"You didn't recognize her immediately either!" Jingwei retorts easily, dropping his hand from the woman's face so that he can pay more attention to Xue Ning, giving her a brief smile and a knowing glance.

Work with me here. Jingwei winks at Xue Ning.

Xue Ning was confused, before she narrowed her eyes in understanding. She could see no reason NOT to piss off her captive.

Yes, she was petty like that. Sue her.

"I was tired after a long day at work, what's your excuse?" Xue Ning says. "Eye problems?"

"Nah, my eyesight is perfect! I think it's just the lighting here that makes her look different." Jingwei says, consideringly.

"Really? Isn't it because I slammed her head and broke her nose?" Xue Ning asks innocently.

"Oh, so that was what that loud crack was!" Jingwei says, impressed. "Very well done, I think she looks better now."

"Hey, you can't say stuff like that," Xue Ning replies with mock seriousness. "Her plastic surgeon might be sad."

"No, he'll be happy. She's going to need to visit him again for a new nose, right?" Jingwei points out delightedly. Ah, it was so fun to banter with Xue Ning, and watch her unleash her acidic tongue on someone else for a change.

"That's ridiculous, how will she get to see a plastic surgeon in prison?" Xue Ning argues.

"Ah, you make a good point. So I guess this broken nose will be permanent then." Jingwei says with mock sadness, and goes back to take a closer look at the woman's face. "So sad, so sad."

"What so sad? That's karmic retribution for her crimes." Xue Ning states.

"You are one to talk about karmic retribution! Sun Jingwei, you know what you did to me!" Xiumin snarls from the position.

"Actually, I don't," Jingwei says.

"You filthy liar! We slept together!" Xiumin screams.

"Well, that doesn't narrow it down at all," Jingwei shrugs. "I slept with a lot of people."

"You're such a slut," Xue Ning comments. "A complete manwhore."

"Thank you, darling, for your astute observation," Jingwei says.

"Sounds like she didn't have a good time with you though, so you're probably not that good in bed," Xue Ning says.

"Hey! All women that I've slept with were ready and willing, and no woman has walked away from my bed unsatisfied." Jingwei protests. "It must be something else."

Xiumin lets out a deranged wail that echoes in the empty washroom. It raises goosebumps on Xue Ning's arms.

"You can still deny your sins? I'm talking about the damn video!"

"Video?" Jingwei asks, before realisation dawns in his eyes.

Then he crouches down, taking a closer look at Xiumin's face. Xue Ning wants to smack him, but she has her hands full - if Xiumin bites off his nose, it'll be his own damn fault.

"But… you still don't look like her. And that video has nothing to do with me - I was a victim too!" Jingwei says.

"What video?" Xue Ning asks, confused.

Xiumin cackles hysterically with a hint of sorrow. "What video? Don't tell me you've never watched my sex tape with Sun Jingwei!?"