Crashing Into You 102 Her New Home

The huge gate of Yan's Mansion was electronically opened and their car has entered. Song Dei Si looked outside the window and saw the huge lawn before they reached the mansion. From afar, she saw Butler Min who was standing before the mansion's main door together with the other servants.

Yan Mor Tee held her hand when she stepped out of the car. They were warmly greeted by Butler Min.

"Welcome back home Young Master and welcome to your new home Young Madam." Butler Min greeted them with a smile.

"Thank you Butler Min. Are my folks here?" Yan Mor Tee asked.

"Master Yan was in his study room while Madam Yan was out early today and didn't come home yet."

"I see." Yan Mor Tee said.

When Song Dei Si heard that Madam Yan wasn't at the mansion yet, she felt some relief. At least she can prepare herself more before she meet her new mother-in-law.

Ahh how much more preparation she would make before she became confident enough to meet her again?

She was no longer the 19-year old girl who always trembled whenever their path have crossed.

She was no longer the 19-year old girl who always felt fear and tried to evade her.

She was no longer the 19-year old girl who cannot face her nemesis and gave her a good fight.

'When you decided to marry Yan Mor Tee, haven't you accept the fact that Madam Yan will become your instant family?' She reminded herself.

She was lost in thoughts when one of the servants had approached her and told her that she will carry her handbag.

She refused as she said "This is just a small thing. I can carry it myself"

The servant has politely nodded.

"Aren't we going to meet your father first?" She asked.
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"Let's go up in our room first to get some rest. We can meet him tomorrow morning at breakfast." Yan Mor Tee said.

"Isn't it polite to say Hi to him so that he knew that we've arrived." She said.

Yan Mor Tee looked at her and a smile curved up his lips. "Whenever he is at his study room, he doesn't want to be disturbed."

"Oh, okay then" Song Dei Si said.

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Song Dei Si can't help but looked around when they have entered Yan Mor Tee's room. It was a huge room and there was an adjacent room closet.

She was surprised when she saw that her clothes were hanging in one of the cabinets.

"Oh my clothes are already here." She said in a surprised and loud voice.

Yan Mor Tee answered as he also entered the room closet. "I've asked Butler Min to pick them up from your apartment."

"I see." She said and looked at Yan Mor Tee and was again surprised to see him naked.

"Why are you naked?" Her eyes were widened in disbelief.

Yan Mor Tee knitted his eyebrows with puzzlement on his wife's reaction. "Because I'm going to change my clothes."

"In front of me?" Song Dei Si asked. Her face was totally reddened.

Yan Mor Tee laughed as he was amused. "Dear wife, you have seen my naked body several times, what's there to be ashamed of?" He said as has started to put on his boxer. Then he suddenly made a pause. "You can change your clothes in front of me too if you like, just don't mind me looking" he said and michieviously grinned.

"Shameless." Song Dei Si rolled her eyes.

Yan Mor Tee walked towards her and wrapped his arms around her.

"I always imagine how is it making love to you at my room, so why don't you fulfil my imagination." Yan Mor Tee hoa.r.s.ely whispered to her ears.

Song Dei Si's face flushed again.

"Aren't you have a jetlag?" She asked.

"Just one round, wifey!" He said and started to carry her to the bed.

He was about to pin her down when they've heard a knock coming outside the bedroom.

"Young Master, sorry to disturb you but Madam Yan has arrived and she want to see you and your wife at dinner." Butler Min said from behind the door.

"Okay Butler Min. We've come down in 30 minutes." Yan Mor Tee said and continue to pin her wife down.

"Sorry Madam Yan, first things first!" Yan Mor Tee said in a low voice before he sealed his wife's lips a pa.s.sionate kiss.