Wooing my Bodyguard Wife

Xue Ning could only freeze in terror. She didn't want to die, but she didn't want him to paw at her either!

There had to be a way to resolve this situation… for now, she pretended to play the part of the poor helpless victim that was overcome with fear and had no choice but to obey his instructions.

Just as he predicted, she listened to his words. She leaned into the blade, giving him a better view of her breasts, who were moving with every breath she took. He smirked - this woman knew how to play! Just for that, he won't make her suffer…much.

His hand reached out to squeeze, delighted at the warmth of her chest and the way she shuddered.

Xue Ning felt his hands on her, and caught the hungry, distracted look in his eyes. His lust was obvious, and he didn't think she was a threat.

There was no better time than now! She shoved her fear and disgust deep down inside her, and stomped on his crotch.

Ya Ren let out an unholy scream, his eyes bulging in pain. Xue Ning could have simply grabbed the knife in that very moment when his fingers fell slack, but she wanted revenge for his groping.

She grinded the heel of her boot onto his dick, the same way she saw delinquents stomp out cigarettes at break time.

He screamed, more desperately this time, and she took perverse glee at the way he tried to shy away from her foot, a far cry from his earlier confident lecherous behaviour.

"Go to hell, you filthy pervert!" She declared as she snatched the knife from him. To ensure that he wouldn't be able to try anything, she stabbed the knife straight into his palm! It sunk in with a dull thud, and Xue Ning was ironically reminded of her cutting meat for dinner.

Blood began to leak all over his hand.

"You're the devil!" He screamed in pain.

"Am I?" Xue Ning asked viciously, not expecting a response. She pulled it out and hot, red blood squirted everywhere, landing on Xue Ning's palm and splattering all over their clothes and the hospital floor.

Ya Ren instinctively cradled his injured hand, but Xue Ning wasn't done, she grabbed his other palm and stabbed it too!

"You fucking bitch!" Ya Ren screamed, and Xue Ning stomped on his dick again.

"Xue Ning? Are you okay?" Jingwei asked, turning to look in her direction and palling at the sight of blood on the floor. "Oh my god! You got stabbed! Get a doctor!"

"Rubbish! She stabbed me!" Ya Ren wheezed as he laid on the floor with his palms bleeding out, his dick most likely damaged beyond repair. Sun Jingwei's wife was no ordinary woman, that's for sure! He would be having nightmares about this day for the rest of his life, assuming he even walked out alive from this place.

Lu Sheng took the chance to punch Jingwei's face, injuring his nose. Jingwei let out a groan of pain. Lu Sheng then ran to Ya Ren, fully intent on helping him, but he was thwarted by Xue Ning!

She pointed a bloody knife at him, her eyes burning bright with hatred. The deadly look in her eyes could have ended a war. Lu Sheng paused, his eyes darting between the knife in her hand, and Ya Ren breathing feebly on the floor, blood gushing out from his palms.

"Can I get medical attention for - "

"Behind you!" Ya Ren choked out from the floor, but it was too late.

CRASH!

Jingwei came from behind and smacked Lu Sheng right behind his head with a chair, as though his head was a pinata and he was an overly eager child wanting candy. Lu Sheng's body slumped forward, and he went down without a further word.

Just in case he had an extra thick skull, Jingwei landed another blow on his head for insurance! He didn' want him to get up anytime soon.

Now that one bastard was out of the way, he could pay attention to more important things!

"Xue Ning!" Jingwei cried out, seeing the faint trembling of her hand as she clutched that bloody knife, her eyes wide with terror only he could detect. He looked down at her torn outfit, revealing her bare breasts, her skin and clothing splattered with blood, and felt a primal rage clawing from his throat.

That bastard ripped her outfit! He touched her! Without her permission!

He hurriedly picked up the blanket and wrapped it around her protectively, as though swaddling an infant, before turning to glare at Ya Ren on the floor. Ya Ren could only gulp at the terrifying look in Sun Jingwei's eyes.

"Xue Ning, do you want me to gouge out his eyes?" Jingwei asked, voice suspiciously even.

Xue Ning blinked from her blanket burrito. "Maybe only one eye. I already stabbed both his hands."

"I'll stab his ankle too so he can't run away." Jingwei promised. Ya Ren, after hearing such dangerous words, began to desperately run for the exit, but Jingwei merely extended his leg and tripped him, laughing meanly as he fell.

He then pulled his hair so Ya Ren was forced to look at him, his other hand wrapped around that man's throat and squeezing.

"Was working for Wu Shangjing worth it? WAS TOUCHING MY WIFE WORTH IT?"

Ya Ren wheezed, but he could only produce croaking sounds, his eyes wide with panic as he choked.

"I'm asking you a question! ANSWER ME!" Jingwei roared, squeezing his throat even harder. Now, Ya Ren's eyes were bulging with the effort it took to breathe.

"Jingwei, how can he reply? You're strangling him." Xue Ning replied in a matter-of-fact manner. She can't deny that she derived sick satisfaction from watching him suffer. But she also didn't want Jingwei to turn into a murderer for her sake.

She gently held onto his wrist. "We need him alive to interrogate him."

Ya Ren shot her a look of disbelief, was she trying to keep him alive? But she didn't meet his eyes.

"No we don't," Jingwei said, shaking Ya Ren for daring to even gaze at Xue Ning with his unworthy eyes after all that he did.

His eyes darted to Lu Sheng's prone body still lying on the floor, before he smirked darkly at Ya Ren.

"We still have his friend, so his life is worthless to me. Unless I killed him by accident… Do you want to join your friend on the road to hell?"