"It's me." Li Sicheng repeated.
Ou Ming had lost his voice, and he said after a long while, "No way, Li Sicheng?"
Li Sicheng had a hint of a smile in his eyes and joked, "I haven't seen you for more than four years. Are you stupid now?"
Ou Ming felt that he must be dreaming, pinched himself, then hung up the phone and initiated a video call. It was picked up soon, and the face of Li Sicheng appeared in front of him.
"Are you alive? Still alive?" Ou Ming asked, his face full of disbelief. "You are still f**king alive? Not dead?"
"What do you think?"
When Li Sicheng said that, Ou Ming only felt that he was on fire, but at the same time, his eyes were immediately covered with fog. His eyes hot and red, he excitedly asked, "Where are you?"
"Home, old house."
"Wait for me. I am on a business trip in the capital!" Ou Ming immediately called his assistant. "Help me book the fastest flight back to Kingstown!"
