A Rare Reunion

It was already past eight at night when they got home.

The moment Chen Xiaolong stepped through the door, before he could even change his shoes, his second uncle struck the back of his head with an Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

"You little brat!"

The blow sent Chen Xiaolong stumbling two steps forward, instantly sobering him up.

Before he could even cry out in pain, his second aunt charged out of the kitchen with a spatula in hand and launched into a combined assault.

Chen Xiaolong ran wildly around the living room with his head in his hands, shouting, "Dad! Mom! I was wrong! I really was!"

"Wrong? Why didn't you know you were wrong when you sneaked off abroad by yourself?" His second aunt swung her spatula through the air with ferocious force.

"Do you know how worried your dad and I were those days? We couldn't get through to you, couldn't contact you at all. I was this close to calling the police!"

"I sent you a message as soon as I arrived..."

"That was after you arrived! What about before you left?"

As Chen Xiaolong was chased around the room, he ducked behind Nicolas when he passed her and poked half his head out. "Sister-in-law, save me!"

Nicolas froze for a moment at being called sister-in-law, then could not help laughing. She reached out to stop Chen Xiaolong's second aunt from charging forward again.

"Second Aunt, stop hitting him. He must be tired after the flight. Let him eat first, then you can lecture him later."

Only then did his second aunt stop. She caught her breath and glared at Chen Xiaolong.

Then she turned around and, as if nothing had happened, took Nicolas's hand. The expression on her face instantly shifted into one of warm kindness.