Loud music can be heard inside the Privé Club, a prestigious bar exclusively for the members of the high society. Everyone's seems to be enjoying the night dancing into the groove sounds except for the guy sitting in front of the bar whose helplessly gulping the bottle of wine all by himself. He has already emptied two bottles.

"Give me another bottle please?" Yan Mor Tee told the bartender when he tried to drink straight from an empty bottle. You can see how worried the bartender face was but he cannot say NO and gave another bottle to Young Master Yan. He secretly looked for the number of Song Dei Si in their VIP guest list and dialled her number. Although, Privé Club was exclusively for the rich and famous, Song Dei Si's name can be seen listed beside Young Master Yan's name in their guest list being his assistant who directly coordinated all Yan Mor Tee's special events in the club.

"Miss Song, this is Lu Ming Yan from Privé Club. If you don't have anything up, would you care to go into our Club and help Young Master Yan to bring himself safely home. I apologize for inconvenience this may cause you but he is such in a stupor state now and he didn't bring his driver along with him" the woman he had spoken to can feel how worried the bartender was and agreed to drop by to fetch Young Master Yan even if it was already 1AM.

After the bartender push the end call button, he thrown a glimpse at Young Master Yan and silently asked himself what has gotten into him to put himself into a drunken stupor.

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As Song Dei Si entered the club, the bartender had caught sight of her and waved at her requesting to move to the bar where Young Master Yan is helplessly located.

Song Dei Si put on a big strides as she went to Yan Mor Tee's location. She could see him unconcious at the bar table and saw the bottle of wine next to him.

"How many bottles did he empty?" She worriedly asked the bartender.

"Two, he wasn't able to drink the last one as he already passed out". The bartender told her.

Song Dei Si wanted to scold the bartender for allowing him to empty two bottles but decided to thank him instead for calling and informing her of Yan Mor Tee's current state.

"Yan Mor Tee, wake up!" She poked him at the shoulder to wake him up.

Young Master Yan didn't stir, so she slightly shaken him and kept on calling his name.

After number of attempts, she had seen that Yan Mor Tee was slowly gaining his consiousness and that gave her a sigh of relief.

Yan Mor Tee looked at the woman who worriedly stood next to him and smiled as she recognized her.

"XiaoSi" he whispered.

Song Dei Si was stunned on the way he addressed her. When was the last time he called her with such an endearment name? Seven years ago? She just couldn't remember exactly when. All she could remember was the looked of the boy who helplessly crying and begging her not to dump him in one Saturday rainy night. That boy was the same man who was looking back at her at that very moment in the same helpless demeanor.

"Let's get home" she said as she tried to get a grip on him.

Yan Mor Tee looked at Song Dei Si and asked her "Why do you keep on telling me to go home?" He paused. "While you're here. I am already home."