A Traitor
Editor: Atlas Studios
She sucked in a breath of cold air and pulled her legs out hurriedly. Then, she saw blood gushing out of the soles of her feet, dying the entire soles red. There were a few holes in them.
"What's wrong?"
A few female film crew members, who were also in the bathroom, surrounded her. They saw that the floor under her feet was red and hurriedly helped her sit down.
A girl squatted down and looked at her feet carefully for a long time before pulling a nail out of the top of her shoe. It was rusty, very short, thick, and sharp. She cursed angrily. "Who's so evil as to put nails in someone's slippers?"
Ling Sheng's heart ached. Upon taking a closer look, she realized that there was something fishy about the slippers. They were black platform canvas shoes. The soles were uneven, and the nails were the same color. Like with slippers, one would not notice that they had been tampered with a casual glance.