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In the car, Da Shewan continued to laugh and joke, trying to mask the oppressive atmosphere inside with his excessive enthusiasm. He told trivial jokes, his voice filled with a feigned cheerfulness. However, sitting next to him, Haohao no longer wore his usual radiant smile; instead, he wore a mask of painful pretense. Haohao's eyes were hollow, as if he were forcing himself to appear happy, seemingly compelled to keep smiling because of Da Shewan's presence.
The atmosphere in the vehicle was stifling and strange, with laughter and conversation sounding particularly jarring in the confined space. Anthon sat in the back seat, acutely aware of every thread of tension and unease in the car. He kept glancing at Pig's Feet, hoping to find some answers in his seemingly indifferent eyes.
Pig's Feet's face showed no expression, his gaze cold and vacant. Anthon tried to read something from Pig's Feet's eyes, but Pig's Feet remained focused on the road ahead, seemingly oblivious to the tension within the car.
Anthon was filled with questions and anxiety; he knew that Pig's Feet might be the only one who could help him unravel the mystery. However, he also understood that now was not a good time to ask questions—any careless move could alert Da Shewan.
Suddenly, Da Shewan turned to Haohao and said, "Haohao, you look a bit tired. Did you not get enough rest last night?" His eyes sparkled with a strange light, as if mocking Haohao's suffering.
Haohao forced a smile, his voice trembling slightly. "I'm fine, just a bit tired."
Da Shewan laughed heartily and patted Haohao on the shoulder. "Don't worry! Today we're going to eat a lot of good food; I promise you'll feel energized!"
At that moment when Da Shewan touched Haohao, fear filled Haohao's eyes, causing him to shrink back in fright. His scream shattered the silence in the car, echoing in the cramped space and making the situation incredibly awkward.
A glint of triumph flashed in Da Shewan's eyes as he smirked slightly before feigning concern. "Are you okay, Haohao?"
Haohao's face turned even paler, cold sweat beading on his forehead. His eyes were filled with terror and pain; he struggled to calm himself despite the deep-seated fear etched into his gaze.
"I... I'm fine," Haohao whispered. "Just a bit nervous." His voice betrayed his helplessness and struggle.
Da Shewan pretended to pat Haohao’s shoulder reassuringly, his tone laced with a hint of mockery. "Relax! We're just going out for some fun; there's nothing to be nervous about." His words sounded friendly enough, but there was a chilling satisfaction hidden in his gaze as if he reveled in Haohao's distress.
Anthon watched everything unfold, filled with anger and pain. He knew Haohao was enduring immense pressure, yet he couldn't help him immediately. Clenching his fists, he forced himself to remain calm, constantly reminding himself to find a way out.
Pig's Feet still gripped the steering wheel tightly, his gaze icy, as if indifferent to it all. Anthon's eyes shifted back to Pig's Feet, trying to glean some clue from his indifferent expression. However, Pig's Feet's gaze remained fixed on the road ahead, his face unchanged, like a cold wall that could not be penetrated.
The atmosphere in the car grew increasingly oppressive, as if everyone was suffocating under an invisible weight. Da Shewan pretended to be relaxed, continuing to tell jokes, but each word pierced Haohao's heart like a needle.
Haohao's smile became more strained, his eyes filled with helplessness and pain. He lowered his head, trying not to look at Da Shewan any longer, attempting to mask his inner collapse. Yet his trembling hands and slightly shaking body betrayed the fear and helplessness within him.
The car sped down the highway, the scenery outside rushing past, but time inside seemed frozen; the stifling atmosphere made every minute feel exceptionally long. Anthon was filled with determination; he knew that no matter how difficult it was, he would protect Haohao and find a way for them to regain their freedom.
Upon arriving in Kaohsiung, they began filming from noon until evening. Haohao forced a smile for the camera, though his eyes still flickered with unease and fatigue, occasionally startled by the lens. Da Shewan appeared carefree, happily filming with enthusiasm and energy, yet there was a hint of coldness hidden in his gaze.
During the filming process, Da Shewan intentionally created physical contact with Haohao—lightly resting his arm on Haohao's shoulder or casually brushing against his arm. Each touch made Haohao flinch slightly, but he could only suppress his inner fear and maintain a forced smile.
Anthon stood nearby, witnessing it all with anger and helplessness swelling within him. His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white; he knew he couldn't explode directly or it would only worsen the situation. Taking a deep breath, he tried to calm himself down, reminding himself that he had to find a solution.
Pig's Feet watched Anthon's reaction with keen interest, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. His eyes were filled with mockery and teasing as if he relished this psychological battle.
The filming continued; Haohao wore a stiff smile on his face while flashes of pain and helplessness crossed his eyes. Da Shewan feigned enthusiasm as he introduced Kaohsiung’s cuisine and attractions, occasionally touching Haohao’s body with his fingers—each contact deepening Haohao’s fear.
“Haohao, the signature dish at this restaurant is truly amazing; you must try it!” Da Shewan said with a smile, lightly resting his fingers on Haohao’s shoulder.
Haohao nodded stiffly and forced out a smile. “Sure, I’m looking forward to it.”
Anthon watched the scene unfold, his heart filled with anger. He knew Haohao was enduring immense pressure, and he felt powerless to help him immediately. He struggled to keep himself calm, reminding himself that he had to find Pig's Feet to gain more clues.
Every minute of filming felt exceptionally long, the oppressive atmosphere suffocating Anthon. He understood that this struggle had only just begun, and he needed to find a way to protect Haohao and resolve this crisis.
No matter how difficult the challenges ahead, he would face them alongside Haohao. He silently vowed to find an opportunity to unravel the mystery and restore Haohao's freedom, allowing him to once again reveal that genuine smile.
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