The rehearsal went on until after five in the evening and dinner was just some takeaway, eaten in a rush. Changqing changed into her dress for the night and came out. Zuo Qian was holding on to the script as he walked over from behind her. When he saw a mark on the lower right side of her back, he was stunned and felt a burning pain in his heart. "Changqing… this set of clothes is a little unsuitable—change into another set."
Changqing was puzzled and lowered her head as she looked at herself. "I don't think so; I find it quite suitable."
"Your back…" Zuo Qian reminded her softly.
Chuchu turned around to look at the mirror behind her and was shocked. After that, she quickly scuttled into the changing room. Her face was hot and fiery. Finished. How embarrassing. This was all Song Chuchu's fault. She told him not to leave any marks on her chest so he bit her back instead.
Was he the same species as Robben?
