One year later, inside the Sulliven Family's villa.
In the leisure room, several men were gathered around a mahjong table, playing with different postures, blowing smoke here and there, with occasional cursing.
Not long after, the room door was pushed open from the outside.
Shirley Fisher walked in with a shawl draped over her shoulders, stood behind Zachary Armstrong, looked at the tiles in his hand, and said, "We're getting ready to make dumplings, how much longer will you be?"
Zachary Armstrong raised one hand to grab her small hand, frowned, and looked at the men around, saying, "Put out all the cigarettes."
"Oh, look at you showing off, as if no one else has ever been a dad," Ronald Loman said disdainfully, taking a hard drag from the cigarette in his hand.
Zachary Armstrong furrowed his brows tighter and reached out to grab the cigarette butt from Ronald Loman's hand.
