He passed on the silver box to Song Dei Si . When she was about to put it in the luggage, he asked her "Can I read those love letters once again?"
Song Dei Si raised her one brow . "And why do you want to read these letters again? These are mine . "
"But I was the one who gave you those letters so partly it also belongs to me . "
"Uhm" Song Dei Si lightly agreed . "Have you forgotten all those words that were written so you like to re-read them to refresh your memory?"
"No, I just wanted to validate if those words that I mentioned in those letters were true and not exaggerated" he said teasingly .
Song Dei Si pinched him . "You arrogant beast . "
Yan Mor Tee laughed as he tried to stop Song Dei Si from pinching him .
"I'm not gonna give you the key"
"Then I'll start searching for that key . " Yan Mor Tee said as he started to search for the box key . "I'm pretty sure I can find it somewhere here . "
Song Dei Si rolled her eyes . She took out a small key from her purse and gave it to him . "Here, for your reading pleasure . "
Yan Mor Tee made a wide grin as he took the key from her and excitedly open the silver box .
He was about to pick up the first letter from the box when they heard Song Mingsheng voice from the living room .
"Song Dei Si are you home?" He asked .
"Yes dad, I'm here at my bedroom . " She answered .
They heard his footsteps towards her bedroom . Song Mingsheng was a bit shocked when he saw Yan Mor Tee inside her daughter's room .
"Why there's a lot of luggages here? Are you going overseas on a business trip with him?" Song Mingsheng asked .
Song Dei Si looked at Yan Mor Tee trying to ask for help on how to answer her father's question . Yan Mor Tee acknowledged it and went to Song Mingsheng direction .
"Uncle Sheng, can I talk to you for a while . " He politely asked .
Song Mingsheng looked at Yan Mor Tee with a lot of questions in his eyes . Then nodded and strides out to the living room . Yan Mor Tee followed him .
. . . .
Song Dei Si was left in her bedroom and closed the silver box and put it inside the luggage . While she continue transferring her belongings to her luggages her mind is wondering of the on the on-going conversation that Yan Mor Tee and her father is having at the living room .
Chapter end
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