Wooing my Bodyguard Wife

Chapter 157 Getting You Up To Speed

"Thanks…I think," Xue Ning said bemusedly.

"That's my plan for the interrogation," Captain Mu said casually as though he was commenting on the weather. "Their handphones will be sent to our own tech team - we're not involving the police unless necessary. They might not be the only two corrupt cops in the force. There's still the issue of the leaked traffic camera footage that caused your scandal."

p "You can contact Officer Tang though," Jingwei said. "In fact… How about I contact him later? I'll use the excuse that I have some fan gifts for his wife so that people won't suspect it."

"If I heard that reason from you, I'll simply not show up."  Xue Ning scoffed, but Jingwei could detect a small bubble of amusement in her voice. Thankfully, Xue Ning was still roasting him! If she didn't, he would be tremendously worried.

"I'm sure he would, if only to yell at me for wasting his time," Jingwei smiled winningly. Xue Ning leaned back on his shoulder, and he smiled at her with so much love and concern in his eyes that Captain Mu felt like he was interrupting something private between them.

"Will the both of you be staying for the interrogation?" Captain Mu asked.

Jingwei turned to Xue Ning and asked. "Do you want to go home now, Xue Ning? I'll support whatever decision you make."

"Let's go home then," Xue Ning said, after a beat. While she just had a fantastic shower in the VVIP ward, she didn't want to stay a second longer in this place, just in case there was another threat lurking around the corner. Who knew if there were evil nurses with poisoned syringes just laying in wait?

"Alright," Jingwei said, his heart cheering at the thought of Xue Ning thinking of their apartment as a home, in the span of a short, but eventful, week. "Let's go home then, we can get a nice hot bath and then I'll cook some food for you!"

"Did you forget we have nothing in our fridge?" Xue Ning asked, yawning as she leaned on him for support. His warmth was comforting, and she had a tiring day. "We didn't go grocery shopping in the last few days; I think there's only one tub of yoghurt that's past expiry date. Do you want to get diarrhoea?"

"Really? I didn't notice." Jingwei said, frowning as he rubbed her back consolingly. "Then we can order food -"

"Definitely not," Xue Ning said, turning back to smack him lightly on his chest. "Someone tried to poison you with honey cookies! Until we catch the culprit responsible, I'm not ordering any food outside."

"Someone tried to poison you today?" Captain Mu asked, alarmed at her words. This was new information - how was he not made aware of this?

The lovebirds blinked, as though finally realising he was in the room.

"Yes, but it happened a few days ago. So Captain Mu, you should also interrogate them about this!" Xue Ning said, and Captain Mu had to take a deep breath to calm down.

"I still don't think it was really a poisoning attempt -" Jingwei began, only to get shot down immediately by her.

"Someone knew you were allergic and snuck us a tub of honey cookies with our food delivery," Xue Ning retorted flatly. "If you ate the cookies while you were alone at home, you would never have reached your Epi-pen in time and you would have died at your dining table."

"What - " Captain Mu desperately needed more information, but Li Xue Ning was scolding Jingwei and could not be stopped.

"You wouldn't be here arguing with me now! I'm not ordering more food from outside, especially when YOU HAVE NO MORE EPI-PENS."

Jingwei hung his head and fell into shameful silence, like every chastised husband in human history. Wei Yan shot him a pitying look. Once again, Xue Ning had a point.

"I'll stock up on Epi-Pens before we leave, since we're already in the hospital," Jingwei promised, holding his hand up to swear on it. He was going to get an entire box worth of Epi-Pens if it made her feel better.

"Sorry to interrupt," Captain Mu said politely, internally screaming at how they weren't focusing on the attempted murder of Sun Jingwei. "But can we go back to the fact that someone poisoned Jingwei?"

And no one bothered to inform him about it. How was he supposed to keep members of the family alive like this?

"Right," Jingwei said, "well, it's like what Xue Ning said. On the first day she moved in with me, I ordered a lot of food for lunch. The delivery person came, handed us the food, and there were free cookies! I didn't think much about it - who doesn't like free stuff?"

Captain Mu sighed and rubbed his forehead. This man was the son of a billionaire, why was he so excited about free stuff!

"There were cookies in an unlabelled tub," Xue Ning corrected fiercely, "who eats stuff that's unlabelled, especially when you have allergies?! Are you stupid?"

"Yes, very stupid," Jingwei said, not even trying to defend himself. "That's why I'm glad I have you to keep me alive even when I make stupid decisions."

Xue Ning didn't want to smile, but she felt pleased anyway. She wasn't a professional bodyguard, but so far she had thwarted multiple attempts on his life. She coughed.

"Of course, but Captain Mu would agree that it was a foolish decision, yes?"

"Immensely," Captain Mu said, his opinion of Miss Li skyrocketing higher than before. If she was still planning to be a bodyguard (if the bloody scene he walked into had not scarred her permanently), she at least had good survival instincts.

Which is more than what he can say for her husband! He must have survived via sheer dumb luck, or accumulated good fortune from his past life!

"Mr Sun, as there are now people out for your life, kindly refrain from endangering yourself even further with stupid actions," Captain Mu lectured. "They want to kill you, so don't make it too easy for them!"

"You heard him! Don't do anything stupid!" She then turns to Captain Mu. "We also got some information from the man that tried to run us over when we interrogated the patient. Jingwei, tell him."

Jingwei took a deep breath, clutching Xue Ning's hand for courage. The earlier joy from their lovemaking was slowly getting replaced by dread.

"It's Wu Shang Jing. He's back."