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As Haohao was about to step out of the room with Da Shewan, he smiled and said, "Hey! Anthon, have you guys pranked him yet?"
A fleeting cold glint flashed in Da Shewan's eyes but was quickly masked by a smile. He replied cheerfully, "I thought we’d wake you up first and then go mess with him together! Hahaha!"
Haohao laughed in response, "Haha! You really know how to create a show!"
On the surface, Da Shewan maintained his smile, but inside he was filled with hatred and anger. He cursed silently, wishing he could kill Anthon right then and there. He couldn't believe Haohao cared so much about an inconsequential fat photographer, which only fueled his jealousy and rage.
Unaware of the storm brewing within Da Shewan, Haohao continued to smile and said, "Alright then, let’s go find Anthon and mess with him! This will definitely make for great entertainment!"
Da Shewan nodded, forcing a smile while plotting how to deal with Anthon. He knew he had to tread carefully and not let Haohao catch on to his true intentions. On the surface, he and Pig's Feet continued to play along with Haohao's excitement as they prepared to find Anthon, but deep down, he was filled with a chilling intent to kill.
As they walked, Haohao eagerly discussed their upcoming plans, completely oblivious to Da Shewan's inner turmoil. His steps were light, his face beaming with excitement and anticipation.
Pig's Feet silently followed behind them, a complex emotion flickering in his eyes. He understood that Da Shewan's true intentions were far from just a simple prank, but he felt powerless to change this dangerous reality and could only follow along quietly.
With each step toward Anthon's room, the atmosphere grew more oppressive and tense. Da Shewan was overwhelmed by conflicting emotions; he had to conceal his inner hatred while maintaining a facade of harmony. He knew he had to be extremely cautious not to let Haohao notice anything amiss.
Haohao pushed open the door to Anthon's room and cheerfully called out, "Anthon, wake up! We're here to surprise you!"
Standing nearby, Da Shewan's eyes briefly glinted with a cold light before he quickly masked it again. He knew that at this moment, he had to be even more careful to keep all his plans hidden deep within him as he awaited the next move.
Haohao approached Anthon's bedside with a smile and suddenly yanked off the covers with force. Anthon lay there with his eyes closed, mumbling sleepily, "Brother Jie, stop messing around!"
Everyone suddenly stopped, and the atmosphere in the room became quiet and tense. Haohao furrowed his brow, feeling a surge of unnamed anger. He was almost certain that the "Brother Jie" mentioned by Anthon was the stranger he had picked up that morning. Pig's Feet glanced at Da Shewan, a flicker of unease and surprise crossing his eyes.
After speaking, Anthon suddenly realized he was in Pingtung, not Taipei, and it was impossible for Brother Jie to be messing with him. He quickly recognized he had misspoken and felt a wave of panic wash over him. He hurriedly pretended he had been talking in his sleep, mumbling some incoherent words in an attempt to cover up his mistake.
"Ah... what... I... I was dreaming... eating fried chicken... don’t take my..." Anthon's voice became muddled, his eyes still tightly shut as he tried to make himself appear as if he were still dreaming.
Haohao's emotions were complicated; he struggled to suppress his inner fury while forcing a smile. "This guy, even in his dreams, is talking nonsense, calling out for Brother Jie." He turned to Da Shewan and forced a smile, saying, "Let’s not disturb him anymore; let him sleep a bit longer."
A cold glint flashed in Da Shewan's eyes, but he quickly regained his smile and nodded. "Yeah, it seems he's really tired; let's let him sleep a bit more."
Haohao's anger continued to churn within him. He tried to calm himself down, but the confusion and rage made it impossible for him to fully relax. Stealing a glance at Anthon, he noticed that Anthon's expression remained tense, clearly aware of his blunder. A pang of heartache and disappointment struck Haohao as he speculated about who this Brother Jie could be and why Anthon relied on him so much.
Da Shewan noticed Haohao's expression and felt a surge of delight. He could see the turmoil and anger within Haohao, realizing he had found a breakthrough to undermine Haohao's defenses. Maintaining a friendly smile on his face, his mind was filled with schemes and calculations.
"Brother Hao, let’s step outside for a moment and let Anthon sleep," Da Shewan said, patting Haohao on the shoulder with a hint of concern in his tone.
Haohao nodded, forcing a smile as he turned to follow Da Shewan out of the room. His mind was filled with questions and anger, unable to shake off the mystery of who this Brother Jie was and why Anthon depended on him so much.
As they walked toward the corridor step by step, the atmosphere in the room grew even more oppressive and tense. Da Shewan was filled with complex emotions; he needed to conceal his inner hatred while maintaining an outward harmony. He knew he had to tread carefully, ensuring that Haohao did not sense anything amiss.
Reaching the door, Da Shewan glanced back at Anthon on the bed, a slight smirk forming on his lips as a cold light flickered in his eyes. He knew he had found the crack in Haohao's defenses; now all he needed to do was implement his plan step by step until Haohao completely crumbled.
Haohao walked behind Da Shewan, filled with doubt and anger. He knew he had to find this Brother Jie person to understand the relationship between him and Anthon, but his heart remained conflicted and confused about how to face it all.
Anthon lay in bed, his mind still filled with tension and confusion. He knew he had nearly exposed his relationship with Brother Jie and needed to be more careful to avoid being discovered. He cautiously opened a small gap, seeing Haohao and Da Shewan preparing to leave the room, and felt a flicker of relief in his heart.
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