She was halfway through tucking her hair back when the elevator doors opened with a DING.
Standing at the entrance were the actors, finished with their auditions and on their way out.
Jiang Qingli gave up on her hair, lowered her terminal, and offered a polite nod and smile.
Her dark hair once again cascaded to her side, hiding her ears, as Jiang Qingli headed toward the conference room.
The two males followed in silence.
The actors had mostly been recruited by the student council, so they all knew Yuan Shiyao and greeted him one by one.
On the surface, Yuan Shiyao nodded politely, but his thoughts had already drifted far away, involuntarily replaying the scene that had flashed before his eyes—
The girl's fair, delicate ear was densely covered in suggestive red marks and bite marks.
Those kinds of marks, clearly, couldn't have been left by a brief touch.
A whole host of doubts scrambled to the forefront of Yuan Shiyao's mind.
