Flashback, 2018
Shanghai, China
"So, you've never been in a relationship, eh?" Bowen asked, nudging his shoulder.
Jun Hao clicked his tongue. "What's it to ya? Do ya think I have enough time for that?"
"Well, it's because you're working too hard. Your hard work was rewarded with more work. I pity you, really."
Jun Hao shook his head. "Whatever."
"You're in luck, though," Bo Wen said. "We're going to a bar today. I heard they're going to have girls serving us. And by serving, I meant 'serving," he continued, winking at Jun Hao.
Jun Hao frowned. "You have a wife," he deadpanned.
"Oh, that's why I'm not coming. You'll be the one to accompany Laohu along with some other ugly goons."
Jun Hao clicked his tongue. "I'm not going," he said. "I told my sister I'll go home today."
