My rival says he won't marry me

Chapter 281 A Guest From Home
Wei Siang returned home with a heavy heart, and handed the coat in his hand to Mrs. Wei.

"What's the matter? After going out for a trip, I lost my mind."

"Ah? Oh, it's nothing." Wesian didn't want to frighten Madam, so he explained casually, got up and said, "Madam, I remembered that I still have some work to do, I'm going to the study first, you don't have to wait for me, go to bed early !"

Mrs. Wei nodded gently, and looked at the back of her husband going upstairs in puzzlement.

Wesian went into the study room alone, the study room was dark without the lights on, so he turned on the ceiling light.

The moment the cool light lit up the study, Wei Siang's wandering eyes suddenly froze.

At some point, a tall and straight figure stood in front of a row of bookcases, with his back to him, holding a book in his hand, and Wei Siang knew from the corner of the cover that he bought it a long time ago A book titled "The Vanishing Civilization".

Before Wei Siang's wandering thoughts could be fully retracted, the door of the study room rang suddenly, very briefly, and before Wei Siang could make a sound to stop him, someone pushed the door open and entered.

The maid at home came in with a cup of honey water: "Sir, madam asked me to bring you a cup of tea..."

The maid entered the room, looked up, and saw an inexplicably extra figure in front of the bookcase, and the conversation stopped abruptly.

The maid looked at Wesian suspiciously: "Sir, this is..."

If possible, Wei Siang didn't want anyone to know that he met Xiao Jiuhan, but now that he had been seen, there was nothing he could do about it. Fortunately, this was someone his family had used for many years, so he was still trustworthy.

"Guests at home, put down your things and go out, don't talk nonsense."

The maid nodded dully, put the tea on the desk, and secretly glanced at the person in front of the bookcase, but unfortunately she couldn't see her face clearly, only the noble and unique silver hair.

It was strangely quiet in the study room at night.

Everything seemed normal, but Wei Siang gradually frowned.

After so many years of ups and downs in the business world, he believed in his intuition. The air in the study seemed to be covered by an invisible net, oppressive and restrained to the point of being breathless.

He couldn't help looking at Xiao Jiuhan, and at the same time, the maid happened to walk past Wesian.

Wei Siang was shocked to see Xiao Jiuhan suddenly picked up something from the book, and shot it towards him like a dart.

For a moment, Wei Siang's whole body was icy cold, and his throat seemed to be pinched.

However, the "dart" did not hit him.

Wesian only heard a woman's cry of pain from behind him, turned around subconsciously, and saw the maid lying softly in front of the door, one hand still holding the doorknob, but her neck was profuse with blood, The bright red blood spurted out.

No matter how stable Wei Siang was, he was still just an ordinary businessman. The bloody scene was just in front of him. He screamed and backed up again and again, but his remaining rationality made him quickly cover his mouth tightly.

The maid's blood didn't splash on him, and he saw something lodged in the maid's carotid artery.

A piece of black iron, in the shape of a lyre, with a long dark green tassel tied to the end.

...that's the bookmark he stuck in that book!
Wesson was cold all over.

Light footsteps came from behind, and Xiao Jiuhan stood beside him.

Wei Siang subconsciously turned his head to look at it, that face was still indistinguishable from male to female, still... cold and cold, without any warmth.

(End of this chapter)