On the verge of widowhood

Until another weekend.

There were footsteps at the door, and the doll hanging on the door made a sound of "Welcome~", Bai Qing said while arranging the books on the bookshelf, "Qiao Que, why are you here so early?"

However, when he turned his head and saw a monster in a suit and leather shoes with a cold face standing in the store, Bai Qing was taken aback. Usually there are no monsters who come so early on weekends, and it doesn't look like they are here for leisure when they look in a suit?

"What's the matter with you?"

The good-looking man looked very cold, as if he was looking for revenge: "Where's Qiao Que?"

Bai Qing instantly became alert and immediately put on an innocent look: "What Qiao Que?"

The man understood his thoughts with just one glance: "I just have something to do with him, not seeking revenge."

Having been seen through, Bai Qing curled his lips: "Who are you?"

"Seal the crossbow."