LOVE LETTERS

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.

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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.