“Here, Dude. One more to sign and we can call it a day. I’m beat and I feel like I haven’t had a decent night out in a month. I’m having withdrawals.” ZhengLi dumped a folder on his desk before walking off to drag forward a seat from the lounging area and sat down with a sigh. It was already eight pm and he was fed up with work. It’d been a grueling month.

“It’s been less than a week. I think you may need an intervention.”

“Pftt. You’re as bad as me, well you were until you settled down with the little wife.” ZhengLi poked fun, aware of the...