226. Chapter 226 Play Within a Play (4)

(Remind you again: Because I missed posting the play within the play (2), the chapters have been re-arranged. Those who haven't read it, please clear the cache, refresh and click back to Chapter 224 to read it)

Because she was wearing a high-heeled shoe on one foot, and the high-heeled shoe on the other foot had already flown away.

How embarrassing! For the first time in her life, she felt embarrassed in front of Luo Yichen. In the past, when she was with him, she never cared about her image.

She awkwardly lifted the hem of her skirt and walked towards the white high-heeled shoe with one foot high and one foot low.

However, Luo Yichen quickly swayed and squatted down before her to pick up the high-heeled shoe.

He pointed to a sofa at the door of the dressing room and whispered to her, "Sit down, I'll put on your shoes for you."

Su Rourou's heart skipped a beat. Although she was embarrassed, she still sat down obediently.

In her heart, she was secretly looking forward to the moment when he would put on her shoes for her. Such a scene had also appeared in her girlish fantasy world...

Luo Yichen knelt on the ground, holding her ankle with one hand and holding her high heels with the other...

At this moment, he noticed a flash of light. There seemed to be something on the sole of the shoe?

Luo Yichen lowered his eyes and carefully observed the bottom of the shoe, and soon found the silver-white thumbtack.

His face was tightly tightened, and his eyes became deeper and deeper. This was obviously done deliberately... But who is this person?

A most suspicious person flashed through his mind, and Luo Yichen turned his head and searched for An Yirou's figure in the crowd with a sharp look.

An Yirou had been hiding in a group of people, observing the situation on this side of the locker room through the noisy crowd.

Soon, she noticed Luo Yichen's sweeping gaze. The gaze was as cold as ice, and she shivered and her eyes flickered away from the sight.

Sure enough, was it her? Luo Yichen narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking. In fact, there was another person who was also a little suspicious. After all, these costumes and props were all handled by her.

However, he really didn't want to doubt her, after all, she was the idiot's most trusted friend.

Thinking of this, he turned his eyes to Lan Xier who was putting on makeup for Xie Xiaoqiu.

Although Lan Xier looked very serious in putting on makeup, her eyes would drift towards the dressing room through the mirror from time to time. She regretted her evil thoughts just now, but... she seemed to be looking forward to it.

She didn't know why she became so unbearable, no different from An Yirou. However, she just didn't want to see the scene of Su Rourou and Luo Yichen hugging each other tightly under the lights of the stage in a gorgeous dress.

As long as she thought of this scene, the thorn in her heart would poke her fragile heart again and again, and it hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

Inadvertently, she saw Luo Yichen's somewhat cold eyes sweeping towards her in the mirror, and because of her guilty conscience, the curler in her hand shook.

"Ah! It hurts!" Xie Xiaoqiu immediately exclaimed.

"I'm sorry, are you okay?" Lan Xier came back to her senses and checked Xie Xiaoqiu's burned neck.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Xie Xiaoqiu touched her wound, "Xier, why do you seem absent-minded?"

"No... no! I just didn't get enough rest last night." Lan Xier was vague and continued to curl Xie Xiaoqiu's hair.

Xie Xiaoqiu looked at her suspiciously and said nothing more.

On this side, Su Rourou saw Luo Yichen holding the high heels in a daze, and then looking around, but he was unwilling to put them on for her, so she couldn't help coughing twice.

"Ahem, forget it, I'll wear it myself!"

After saying that, she leaned over and was about to take the high heels from Luo Yichen's hand, but Luo Yichen quickly put his hand behind his back and secretly pulled out the pin.

He didn't want her to know about this before going on stage, for fear that it would affect her mood. If someone as "single and stupid" as her knew that someone was trying so hard to frame her, she would probably be very sad.