Fake Marriage To The Richest Tycoon-Chapter 202: Touch my wife and you’ll die

That was the first time her grandfather invited her to the mansion. And it was also the first time the guards started to harass her.

The guards laughed upon seeing the sudden anxiety in her eyes. That was what he wanted in the first place, to invoke fear inside of her. He would use his status to intimidate her and watch her squirm before his sight like a weakling. Hence, he answered her answer with a shit-eating grin, "What do you think?"

Pulan didn’t mean to bring attention to herself, but she couldn’t just fold her arms and watch the bastard bully others simply because he was in the position to do so.

"I’m going to enjoy this," The guard rasped, drawing her close to him by the waist, causing her to almost stumble into his chest. Hence before she knew what was going on, his hands were on her body feeling and checking her out.

Pulan had never felt so humiliated until

now. Her body seized up when she felt the asshole’s hands on her and she couldn’t even react, not to talk of taking a step or even exhaling. She forgot how to breathe as if doing so would hurt her lungs while the asshole’s hands went down to grip her ass cheeks and squeezed tight.

"Alright, now, that’s enough!" Qiao ShenJi, twenty years old at that time, tried to step forth, but the other guard put his gun in his way, reminding him that he was equally in a perilous situation and wasn’t better off than his girlfriend. They were determined to bully them to the end.

The Qiao family had license to carry and use guns so everyone was afraid of them.

Qiao ShenJi could only clenched his teeth and fists in anger till his knuckles turned white. His veins were going to pop out from his forehead yet he kept himself calm and cool. He didn’t want to give Pulan any more troubles.

The family members were waiting eagerly in the edges of their seats to find fault with him, use it against him and kick him out. Then it would give them a more justified reason to bully and attack Pulan as well.

"I’m done," The same guard said smugly, "Now, that wasn’t so bad, was it?" He was rubbing the fact he harassed her all over her face.

Her hands fisted and her knuckles turned white as she clenched them harder. She glared at the man who only chuckled and motioned for others to pass. It seems that he and his fellow guards only targeted her. There were many onlookers at the scene but none offered a helping hand nor provide any support to Pulan which only fueled Qiao ShenJi’s anger.

It was at that moment that Qiao ShenJi wanted to change his fate. He will protect his wife and never let anyone step on them again.

Back to the present day, the same guard was doing the same thing, touching her in places he shouldn’t touch.

As they were being body searched, they saw the guard let other guests into the centre court easily.

Pulan took the chance to question such unfair actions. "Excuse me, you," she pointed at the first guard.

"Yes, are you pointing to me, miss?" The guard lazily replied.

"Yes, you with the ugly face," she said loudly, obviously irritating him. "Why is it that others can go in freely while we have to be stopped and do a body search?"

The guard turned to her with a scowl on his face. "You see, they have invitations cards with a special permit. So they don’t have to be body search. They are trusted and responsible people. So they have a clean history that proves they are not thieves,"

"Are you implying we are thieves?" Pulan demanded.

"Well, one can never know your true colours especially when your husband is from the streets," he answered wryly.

She scoffed, what a hypocrite.

"Are you questioning my husband’s character? I know my husband well. How dare you, a lowly guard questioned and humilated us in public!?" She bellowed. She was being protective of her husband. She had suffered and endured so much humilation that she couldn’t take it anymore.

"Who knows the truth? Maybe your matrilocal husband forced or influenced you," he said sardonically and the rest of the guards burst out laughing.

Once the body search was over, the guard said, "You can go. Don’t forget to keep an eye out," his mocking tone earned a scowl from Pulan. She knew his words held underlying meaning.

Someone was behind this!

"Why aren’t you going along? Or do you want me to...." The guard eyed Pulan’s chest lustfully.

That greasy disgusting face oogling his wife made Qiao ShenJi stepped forward and grabbed the guard’s wrist.

There was a loud bone breaking sound and everyone turned to look at them.

"Ow! What are you doing?!" The guard yelped.

The guard watched helplessly as his wrist was twisted backwards, a stinging pain coursing through his arm.

"Touch my wife and you’ll die," Qiao ShenJi warned, radiating an iciness cold as glaciers.

"This is the Qiao family’s property! You are not allowed to act wildly! Believe it or not I’ll call my boss to kick you out!" The guard threatened.

"Call if you dare," Qiao ShenJi glared at the guard, eyes murderous and dark like the abyss.

Then, a loud snap was heard. Pulan looked away and coughed slightly. Others gasped and someone recorded the scene from afar.

"Ah! My wrist! My wrist! You broke my wrist, you fucki-"

Before the guard could say another word, he was kicked to the ground. All the other guards didn’t dare to interfere. Qiao ShenJi stepped on his fingers slowly.

"Please.... Don’t....." The arrogant guard suddenly changed his tone to a pleading one.

Qiao ShenJi exerted more force on his fingers, a cruel look in his eyes.

"Ah! Please, I’m begging you! I...I won’t do it again...." The guard pleaded helplessly.

"Honey, let him go," Pulan interrupted from behind. "I’m feeling magnanimous today. Grandpa wouldn’t want to see such a scene,"

"Sure, my wife. I’ll listen to your words," Qiao ShenJi smiled sweetly and finally released the guard.

He bend down and whispered darkly, "In the future, if I ever...."