Jiang Chiyan stood motionless with his back to Lu Shi. As though he had noticed something, his gaze rested quietly on the turn in the staircase.
Footsteps sounded on the stairs.
Through the gaps in the carved banister, a pair of black leather shoes entered Jiang Chiyan's line of sight.
It was Xiao Cheng.
Lu Shi's eyes flickered slightly. Before Xiao Cheng could see him and Jiang Chiyan, he deftly slipped the syringe into his trouser pocket.
Then...
Lu Shi tilted sideways and twisted his ankle hard.
Crack-
Lu Shi fell into a sitting position at Jiang Chiyan's feet, clutching his ankle and groaning in pain.
The next second, Xiao Cheng came down the stairs.
He froze at the sight of Jiang Chiyan and Lu Shi.
Jiang Chiyan asked, "What brought you here?"
Xiao Cheng looked at Jiang Chiyan, his eyes holding no one else. "The script read-through is about to start on the third floor. The director sent me down to find you."
Clutching his ankle, Lu Shi whimpered, "It hurts..."
"Teacher Xiao Cheng, I think my ankle's broken."
Only then did Xiao Cheng look toward the voice.
Lu Shi cast an unobtrusive glance at Jiang Chiyan, a trace of fear flashing through his eyes. "I, I... the restroom floor was slippery. I accidentally fell."
Xiao Cheng turned to Jiang Chiyan.
Jiang Chiyan raised an eyebrow but offered no explanation.
Xiao Cheng took Jiang Chiyan's wrist, his brows drawing tight.
A gleam of triumph flashed through Lu Shi's eyes.
The next second-
Xiao Cheng hooked an arm around Jiang Chiyan's shoulders, feeling from his shoulders down to his back, then his lower back and thighs.
"You didn't hurt yourself falling, did you?" Xiao Cheng asked with concern.
Lu Shi: ?????
Jiang Chiyan chuckled softly, his indifferent gaze sweeping over