Drama On and Off Screen, Viewing Reactions

The theater's air conditioning was clearly cranked up high, yet Lin Yuan felt an inexplicable wave of heat.

He frowned slightly, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the sofa armrest—with his usual ability to read people's hearts, he was somehow completely unable to make sense of the situation.

He had no idea that even Conan would have needed to check the surveillance footage to figure out what had just happened. Logic and deduction simply could not reach a conclusion.

How could he have known that Tiffany Young had been secretly watching the whole time, then somehow snatched Kim Taeyeon away from him?

A chain of coincidences had left Lin Yuan thoroughly confused.

The most likely possibility took shape in his mind:

Could the person under the table just now have been neither Kim Taeyeon nor Im Yoon-ah, but Tiffany Young?

This... this... was a bit much, wasn't it?

Lin Yuan found it hard to imagine that Tiffany Young, whom he had only just met, had done something like that to him.

And he had accepted it while completely in the dark. What a complete mess.

He stared doubtfully at Tiffany Young's foot, trying to compare it with what he had felt earlier. Was it this one?

Little did Lin Yuan know that this action of his sent Tiffany Young's imagination running wild.

Sitting in her chair, Tiffany Young's face was burning:

He was really staring at me?!

This was so embarrassing!

That was right, she had wanted to seduce Lin Yuan.

But it had only been a moment of impulse. Now that Lin Yuan was actually staring at her, she nearly panicked enough to run away.

"I can't run. This may be my only chance." She forced down her instinctive shyness.

If Lin Yuan wanted to look, then she would let him