After a long time, hearing Ying Aoshan's voice once again, Huang Xiaolong felt a strong surge of longing in his chest. Scenes of the past affectionate moments spent with Ying Aoshan emerged in his mind like a fast-moving slideshow.
"Aoshan my wife, I was just preparing to return to the Wolong Villa in Binhai, but since you're out of your retreat, I'll come to find you instead. Tell me your address. I'll be by your side very soon," Huang Xiaolong said hastily.
"Giggles~~ Little Long, you must have missed me a lot, right? Actually, I was planning to give you a surprise. But I just couldn't help myself and had to call you ahead of time~~~ I'm in Binhai. It's not just me, your disciple Lin Zicong, your maid Mengyao, my father, and my brother Aotian~~~ We've all come to Binhai~~ Giggles~~ Little Long, how big of a surprise is this?" Ying Aoshan's laughter sounded like silver bells, filled with tenderness and delight.
