It is Sunday, Choon welcomes Kervy as soon as he arrives at the mansion.
"Kervy, welcome home."
"Thank you, Uncle."
"The breakfast is ready..."
"Wow, great.." Kervy washed his hands and ran to the dining table.
"Ehem!" Choon made a fake cough.
"Kervy, so how is your work lately?"
"I am feeling good and doing great," Kervy answered and smiled naughtily.
"Is that so? What kind of job do you have right now?"
"You will not believe it if I tell you." He smirked.
"Well, let me guess. Can I?"
"Sure...sure...tell me then." Kervy feels excited.
"Delivery boy? Haha." Choon chuckles.
"Ha? How did you know?"
"So I guess it's right."
"Not really. I deliver what?"
"You naughty brat. I saw you at Mr. Whoo's mansion."
"What? Really, Uncle?!"
Kervy blushed hard and stopped eating.
"Kerv
