Wang Zi An: holding up a vibrant scarf How 'bout this one, babe? Pop of color, right? Instant glam.
Nah, too bright. What's the deal? You snagged my wallet and now we're married with two kids. Tell me the truth.
sighs deeply Look, I didn't mean to take your wallet, alright? It was a moment of weakness. But marrying you?
runs a hand through his hair, exasperated Marrying you was supposed to be a way to make amends, to show that I've changed.
leans in closer, voice filled with sincerity The kids, they were just...a way to make it all feel real, you know? To truly make amends.
looks away, conflicted Love 'em? Of course, I do. They're my flesh and blood, after all. But let's not kid ourselves, kid.
Okay, Dad. I'm ready for the truth.
takes a deep breath, locking eyes with playoffs Alright, then. Brace yourself.
What's up, Dad? Spit it out.
pauses for a moment, gathering his thoughts Look, kid, the thing is... I wasn't just trying to make amends when I married you.
What does that even mean?
leans back, crossing his arms It means I had something else going on, something I can't really talk about. Let's just say it was...
A side gig? Come on, Dad. You can tell me.
smirks Side gig? Nah, kid, it was more like a secret mission. glances around, checking for any eavesdroppers
A secret mission? What the hell are you talking about, Dad?
whispers Look, I was trying to protect you, okay? That's why I had to take your wallet. It was all part of the plan.
Wang Zi An reveals that he was secretly working undercover to take down a dangerous criminal organization
Wait, Dad, you're messing with me. This isn't funny.
pulls out a hidden file cabinet and opens it, revealing a collection of documents and photographs Kid, I know it's hard to believe, but check this out.
Oh my god, Dad. Are you serious? Is all this for real?
nods Yeah, kid. It's all real. See? points to a document with a forged signature
Holy shit, Dad. You're telling the truth. But why didn't you tell me sooner?
slams the file shut and leans back, sighing Couldn't, kid. It was too risky.
So, what happens now, Dad? Are we safe?
leans forward, placing a hand on playoffs' shoulder Now, kid, we need to stay one step ahead of them. Trust no one.
Got it, Dad. Trust no one. But what about Mom? Can we trust her?
narrows his eyes, deep in thought Your mom... I can't be sure. She's always been loyal, but these past few years...
Shit, Dad. Don't tell me she's in on it too.
stands up abruptly, knocking over his chair No, kid! Your mom wouldn't be a part of this. I'd know if she was involved.
Okay, Dad. I trust you. What's our next move?
paces back and forth, thinking quickly Our next move is to lay low. Keep a low profile, avoid any unnecessary attention.
yawns Gah, Dad, can we wrap this up soon? I've got a date in a few hours, and I need some beauty sleep.
rubs his temples, frustrated Date, huh? Fine, kid. We'll finish this tonight. But after that, you're on your own.
Deal, Dad. Just remember, if anyone tries to mess with us, they're gonna regret it.
pulls out a small black notebook from his pocket Alright, kid. Here's what we're gonna do. First, we need to gather as much information as possible. flips through the pages
yawns Alright, Dad. I'm listening. What's first?
taps his fingers on the table, speaking rapidly First, we need to track down the leader of this organization.
And how do we do that, Dad? Do we call in the cops?
waves his hand dismissively No, kid. We can't trust the cops. They might be compromised. We need to handle this ourselves.
yawns Okay, Dad. No cops. Got it. What's the plan then?
pulls out a map from his bag and spreads it out Alright, here's where we start.