Pei Yuanchen stood at the corner of the hallway, quietly lighting a cigarette.
He checked the time; it was already seven o'clock.
This woman still hasn't come out?
Usually, around this time she leaves the studio and goes to the cafeteria for dinner.
Could she have forgotten the time again?
Pei Yuanchen's gaze darkened, he crushed out the cigarette butt, decisively turned around and went upstairs to the studio where Ziyi was.
However, from a distance, he saw that the studio was completely dark.
Pei Yuanchen's heart suddenly sank.
At this moment, he saw a shadow flash by the other end of the hallway.
The hallway's lights were dim, he couldn't clearly see the figure's appearance, only vaguely judged it to be a tall man.
Perhaps He Ziyi took the other staircase.
At the same time, that shadow seemed very suspicious.
Pei Yuanchen's eyes narrowed, and he decisively pursued.
