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EXO TRILOGY: Lay's Lover is a Runaway Heiress [PLEASE DO NOT TRANSLATE/PLAGIARIZE]Hi! Surprise Update! I'm currently taking a break from studying. OTL. College life. HUHU. I'll send the replies after my tests :). @shinaej, gumawo for the poster you made. :) BTW, guys, I enjoyed your reactions and tweets for the previous chapter. It boosred my mood. Yipee!
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>>>LAY'S POV<<<
Of course, I had been in the same train.
I was about to head straight to Ye Min's house, but... I spotted two suspicious men eyeing the heiress. I loathed the meaningful stares they had.
I abhored the fact that the two men were looking at her in such a manner that I didn't fancy.
Their little negotiation with each other didn't go clandestine. I managed to get the sign that they were plotting something unlawful.
Without hesitation, I followed the two suspicious men inside the same train where Aya Zhang was. The loophole of coming in late was that I couldn't stand beside the heiress. She had been buried deep within the crowd of people taking the train. I was stuck on the other side, so I had to croon my neck to keep an eye on her. I also kept prying glances on the two men.
The minute I saw one of them approach Aya Zhang, I also stepped further. The crowd hindered me from advancing to her vicinity. I had to watch impatiently.
Soon. The two men were against her. That I could not tolerate anymore.
It wasn't right to push random people in the train, but I had to. I had to step out of my comfort zone to put an end to the idiocy of the attackers.
And I cannot stand seeing the heiress in that state. I felt burdened by it. I felt angry.
No one touches her.
Little did I know, I was already standing in front of the heiress and her attackers. My fists were crumpled like paper. My veins seemed to stream down as I recited the South Korean Consitution.
Psychoanalysis dictated me to remove my jacket, wrap it around the heiress, and pull her towards me.
And that was a form of skinship that I didn't regret.
For a second, I was distracted. Her hair smelled of the addictive grape candies I used to eat. The candies tasted like flowers. Then it occurred to me...
Perhaps the heiress is a .
If she is, then, I should cease my impure thoughts on her. That would be equitable.
I smiled at the possibility, but I had to act upon what's happening. I needed to get her out of the trainwreck.
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We found ourselves walking beside each other. I couldn't understand why the heiress can't look at me in the eye when she can ogle at Jung Min Hyeok for
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