164: Chapter 165: Thief?!
164: Chapter 165: Thief?!
The door to the study clicked lightly and was then gently pulled open.
No one would dare to enter his room without permission.
Could it be a thief?!
Her heart tightened, she looked around and took a step back, hiding herself beside the wine shelf.
The books in the study slowly parted to create a small gap, and then, a figure appeared in the doorway.
Because the door was only half-open, she couldn’t see his face, only the dium build of the person wearing a hotel service uniform.
Behind the door gap, Gan Yuan frowned.
This was the Presidential Suite; without the consent of the guest, a service worker would absolutely not rashly enter.
Who was this guy, and what did he want to do?
While she was still pondering, the other party had already pulled the door wide open and stepped out of it.
Just now, through the gap in the door, she hadn’t been able to see clearly; now as the person turned his head to look around, she imdiately recognized his face.
That face, it was vaguely familiar, but he was not any of the floor service staff she recognized.
Where had she seen him before…
That’s right!
Gan Yuan suddenly rembered who he was—that face was clearly the sa one from the elevator earlier, the man who had ridden with her and Huangfu Jue.
The man in the living room didn’t notice her; he looked around, and his gaze settled on the ajar bedroom door.
He imdiately turned and tiptoed toward it, his feet in black boots silently crossing the floor.
No, he definitely wasn’t a service worker—those leather shoes were not sothing an ordinary service worker could afford.
He couldn’t be a new worker, and by the looks of it, he wasn’t there to steal anything…
Gan Yuan frowned, then saw the man reach behind his back and pull out sothing.
In the light, the object was black and shiny; Gan Yuan’s heart constricted.
It was a handgun!
The man had reached the main bedroom door, raising the gun-holding right hand mid-air, ready to shoot, while his left hand stealthily reached through the slightly open door.
Glancing around, she imdiately spotted the Green Jade Sculpture on the desk.
Grabbing the sculpture, Gan Yuan threw it hard at the back of the intruder’s head.
The sculpture struck the side of his head, blood imdiately began flowing, and he turned toward the direction from which it ca.
Seeing the shadow behind the wine shelf, the man raised his gun to shoot.
The silenced handgun emitted a muffled sound, and the bullet noiselessly sped out of the chamber, striking the liquor cabinet.
Huddled up, Gan Yuan breathed slowly, using the reflective glass surface on the liquor cabinet to see that the man was striding towards the study.
Watching him approach, Gan Yuan suddenly sprang up and slamd fiercely into him.
The man fell to the floor, his gun slipping out of his hand and landing at the entrance to the study.
As she dashed for the handgun, the man grabbed sothing from his boot—a knife—and viciously stabbed towards her calf.
Gan Yuan had no choice but to step back and evade; the tip of the knife grazed her pants, and a neat slit appeared in her well-crafted track pants.
The knife had missed its mark, but the man ca back with another swipe.
Gan Yuan sidestepped, while swinging her right fist, and punched diagonally across the man’s jaw.
The man stumbled back, blood already spilling from his mouth, and as he focused on her face, a strange expression flickered in his eyes.
Originally, he had thought the person hiding behind the wine shelf was Huangfu Jue; he had not expected it to be a woman.
Clenching the knife in his hand, he charged at Gan Yuan again, his attacks extrely fierce with every move clearly ant to strike her vital points, his eyes fierce, cold, and full of killing intent.
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