HIS FIRST HEARTACHE
Song Dei Si hurtfully gave him a smile. "Please say it to me when you're no longer drunk, will you?" She blinked her eyes as she felt like her tears will eventually fall.
Before she could hear Yan Mor Tee's reply, he plunged into her shoulder and fell asleep there like a little baby who has just found his crib.
She asked the help of the Club's attendant to assist her in carrying the Young Master Yan back into his car. She got the car key from Yan Mor Tee's trouser's pocket and drove the car herself.
While driving, she took a sneak peak from the rear view mirror of the man who peacefully sleeping at the back seat. She has second thoughts if she will bring him to the Yan Mansion or to her apartment.
If she will take him home to the mansion, there will be possibilities that she will bump into Madam Yan. She doesn't have a good relationship with her. Madam Yan still harbor an ill feelings towards her despite the fact that after all these years, she never left in Yan Mor Tee's side and stay with him all the time. For her, she was still the same 19-year old girl who caused his son his first heartache that almost killed his life. She had bitten her lower lip as tears eventually fell down her cheeks. Seven years has passed, and she still hasn't moved on from the nightmare that the two of them has shared together. She wiped her tears and cleared her vision and decided to take him home to her apartment instead. She called her Dad to inform him that she will bring Young Master Yan's home.
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As soon as they reached home, Song Mingsheng has helped his daughter dragged Yan Mor Tee to get inside to their apartment. Being a man who's 6 feet and 2 inches in tall with a mascular lean body, he gave them a hardtime in dragging him inside their home. She cursed Yan Mor Tee at the back of her mind for being so careless for drinking too much alchohol which he cannot handle. He threw up twice before they had reached Song Dei Si's bed.
They pinned Yan Mor Tee down into her bed. Song Mingsheng has helped her daughter undressed him and cleaned up his mess. While he was peacefully sleeping at Song Dei Si's bed, the father and daughter were looking at him and chatted as they sipped a cup of coffee at the sofa bed on Song Dei Si's room.
"Would you know what's bothering him to put himself into a drunken stupor? I am glad he was at the Privé Club which prohibits reporter to come inside or else he will make it to the headline" Song Mingsheng asked her daughter with too much concern on his voice
Song Dei Si shrugged her shoulder" I don't know what has gotten into him. He is always responsible. He didn't drink too much alcohol that he can't handle since we were in college. He always in control of every situation. Did he encounter some problems with the company that I am not aware of?" she murmured.
"Or maybe this has something to do with the proposal that you've told him?" her father asked.
Song Dei Si looked at her father then suddenly shook her head. "NO, he didn't make a big deal out of it. He didn't show any interest of the topic when I told him that, so NO" she said it with a resigned look on her face.
"Sometimes, people intend not to show their real emotions because they have been caught up with it already." Her father told her as he gazed Yan Mor Tee intently. "Be patient with him, child!" he added.
She leaned on her father's shoulder like a baby and nodded.