Chapter 275 - Can we date?
The argument in the room had reached a tense peak, voices overlapping in hushed but urgent tones. Muchen was gesturing wildly, trying to keep his voice low while still making his frustration clear. Yunfeng had leaned forward on the bed, brows furrowed, voice even but firm. And Shao—Shao was trembling, pressed into the corner like a fraying wire, every breath labored and uneven.
Then the bathroom door opened.
The sound was quiet, just a soft click and creak—but it cut through everything like a blade.
The room went silent.
All heads turned, breath held as if time had paused for a split second.
Jai stepped out.
His head was lowered, damp hair sticking slightly to his forehead, face unreadable. He didn’t look at anyone. His hands were curled loosely at his sides, but his knuckles were white.
Shao, as if struck by lightning, turned away instantly. His body jerked with panic, like a child caught in the middle of a crime. He faced the wall, planted his palms against it, and rested his forehead on the surface like he could disappear into it. He looked guilty. Embarrassed. Cowardly.
Jai froze as he saw it—and then something snapped.
"Fucker!!"
He launched forward without another word, slamming into Shao’s back with the full weight of his frustration. His fists flew, pounding into the older man’s back again and again.