Yan Mor Tee was nervously waiting for Song Dei Si's response. If she will reject him, he doesn't know where to pick up his broken heart. This was not his idea of proposing to her but she left him with no choice. He took this opportunity to make her his even if it's not the ideal way. He may be cunning but he was so scared to ask her if she wanted to be his woman again.
"What a day, I received two proposals from two people which I don't have relationship with. The first one I have just rejected and the other one, has given me an ultimatum." Song Dei Si's frustration cannot be hidden. "I just wish at least one of you has prepared a ring."
Yan Mor Tee looked at her and saw the frustration on her eyes. He took out a small box from the compartment of his car.
