Sikou Yao listened to their conversation, reminiscent of similar remarks made by Xiao's family patriarch and matriarch before, and couldn't help but laugh again, "Dad, mom, you've come home! You should rest well first at home; whether you want to live up the hill or stay here afterwards is up to you."
Zheng Yiling quickly replied, "I want to stay here for a while. Ah, it's been so long since I enjoyed some real shopping! I really miss the thrill of going on a shopping spree here in our area!"
Xiao Dingtian smirked at her, "You're acting as if you've never shopped in the Immortal City. Didn't you buy a lot of stuff there, too?"
Old hubby saw right through Zheng Yiling, who retorted half shyly and half angrily, "Can you compare the feeling of traveling and shopping to the enjoyment of being the master of your own home?"
Seeing his wife getting upset, Xiao Dingtian rubbed his nose and stopped laughing awkwardly.
Zheng Yiling asked Sikou Yao, "Yaoyao, are you free tomorrow?"
