Chapter 161: Tripping

But then Sweety added, "However, I can’t go back to get them. If I go back, I’ll just get nagged at again, and maybe my dad will drag me off to another blind date."

"That’s easy. My sister can go. It’s not like she’s useful staying here anyway."

Catherine gritted her teeth in anger, shot Andrew a fierce glare, and went to the doorway to change her shoes.

Before leaving, she issued a harsh warning. "You just wait. I don’t believe Scarlett can protect you forever!"

"Hmph."

Andrew snorted smugly. At the same time, he directly hugged Scarlett, deliberately provoking Catherine again.

About twenty minutes later, Catherine returned with the dumpling wrappers. Andrew had already minced the pork loin and placed it on the table, ready to wrap the dumplings.

Catherine, who was quite upset, placed the wrappers on the table and went back to the bedroom by herself.

The main reason was that there was no point in her staying. She didn’t know how to wrap dumplings anyway. Anything she wrapped would just turn out to be a meatball.

The remaining three people started wrapping dumplings together. Andrew’s technique was quite skilled, and his movements were fast.

Scarlett watched Andrew’s movements, wanting to learn, but her eyes blurred from watching, and she still couldn’t see clearly.

She looked down at the dumpling wrapper in her hand and didn’t even know how to start.

"Tsk! Can’t this Little Fellow slow down?"

Scarlett silently grumbled to herself.

Andrew, who was focused on wrapping dumplings, hadn’t paid much attention to her. When he suddenly realized that she might need help, he wanted to tell Scarlett to rest as well.

However, when Andrew turned his head and was about to speak, he saw Scarlett staring at his hands with wide eyes and a pouting mouth, glaring at him angrily.

This furious expression stunned Andrew, leaving him at a loss for words.

After being stunned for a moment, he realized that Scarlett must be angry because he was wrapping the dumplings too quickly, and she wanted to learn but couldn’t keep up.

"Teacher, if you want to learn, I can teach you slowly."

Andrew’s voice suddenly broke the silence, causing the anger on Scarlett’s face to vanish and be replaced by a look of bewilderment and slight embarrassment.

She wasn’t actually angry at Andrew. Rather, Scarlett hadn’t even realized that her expression just now had been so furious.

"Um... No need. If you teach me, it will waste a lot of time. Everyone is waiting for lunch."

Scarlett thought about it and still refused.

At this time, Sweety said, "It’s fine. I’m not hungry. You guys continue."

Then she lowered her head and continued wrapping her own dumplings.

Andrew also said, "It’s fine. It will only delay us a little. Besides, by now, my sister should already be holding snacks and watching some cringe dramas."

Andrew would bet his name written backward that if Catherine wasn’t eating snacks right now, he’d write his name backward.

The best way to teach was hands-on. Andrew immediately got up, walked behind Scarlett, wrapped his arms around her body, and leaned over to teach her with his hands.

"Wrapping dumplings is very simple, much easier than wontons. Take a small piece of meat, fold the two sides over, and then pinch a pattern. If you’re afraid it will fall apart, dip it in a little water."

Andrew’s voice whispered next to Scarlett’s ear, and the puffs of warm air he exhaled landed on her neck.

This made Scarlett’s heart tingle slightly. Her cheeks gradually flushed red, and her thoughts drifted somewhere else.

It wasn’t until Andrew let go that Scarlett snapped back to reality.

"Um... Can you teach me one more time? I... I haven’t fully grasped it yet."

Scarlett said softly, her face slightly flushed. She had completely zoned out just now and hadn’t heard anything.

Andrew didn’t doubt her and taught her again.

This time, Scarlett tried hard to control her thoughts and stop them from wandering.

But feeling Andrew’s warm breath near her ear made her little heart pound rapidly.

She really... wanted to kiss Andrew right now.

"Is this okay now?"

Under Andrew’s hands-on guidance, Scarlett wrapped a dumpling that looked quite delicate and pretty.

"Yes, that’s good. Making dumplings is very simple."

Andrew let go of Scarlett and started working on his own again.

Without Andrew leaning against her back, Scarlett also breathed a sigh of relief, though her heart felt a little chaotic.

What is wrong with me? Why is my mind full of thoughts about wanting to hold on to this Little Fellow?

"Professor, if you’re tired, you should go rest for a while. I’m almost done wrapping, and then I’ll go boil them."

Andrew saw Scarlett sighing and assumed she was tired.

Scarlett was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then shook her head. "I’m not tired. I just sighed casually."

"What’s wrong? Did something unhappy happen?"

"No, it’s just... it’s just a casual sigh. Don’t you do that often too?"

Scarlett answered somewhat nervously and vaguely, making it difficult for Andrew to press further.

But Andrew wasn’t an idiot. Scarlett was clearly sighing because she was thinking about something. After all, when he sighed, it was mostly because he was tired. How could she sigh for no reason?

But why was Scarlett sighing? Scarlett had seemed quite happy yesterday during her birthday, and she even had a smile on her face while they were playing just now.

Could it be because he had just leaned against her and then let go, causing her to sigh?

Andrew felt that was too far-fetched. He was usually the one actively clinging to Scarlett, and sometimes she wouldn’t even agree. How could she sigh just because he had leaned against her for a short while?

After thinking about it, Andrew concluded that Scarlett’s sigh was most likely because he had turned another year older.

Women always wished to remain young.

At the same time, his hands didn’t stop wrapping dumplings, completely unaware that Sweety, sitting opposite him, was secretly taking many photos of his interaction with Scarlett.

Sweety: "Sister Hannah, let me show you something fun."

Hannah: "Not watching!"

Sweety: "What’s wrong? Why are you so unhappy during the New Year?"

Hannah: "Are you happy working overtime during the New Year?"

Hannah and a few others were still staying in the studio at the school to maintain the operation of the software and website. It wasn’t exhausting, but it was truly boring. Now that Sweety had come to find her, it must be to show her photos of them going out to have fun, so how could she be happy about that?

Sweety: "I believe you’ll be interested. I’m at the Boss’s house right now."

As soon as Hannah heard that Sweety was at Andrew’s house, she immediately became interested.

She scrambled up from the table. "Hey? How did you end up at this guy’s place?"

"The Boss lives right here in Brooklyn City, and it’s quite close to the central area."

Hannah took a look and instantly got excited. "Holy crap! So he lied to me about living in a rundown old place? Turns out he’s a Brooklyn big shot!"

Sweety: "Uh-huh. It’s even a 180-square-meter luxury apartment."

Saying that, Sweety sent Hannah a photo of the interior of Andrew’s place.

Hannah immediately felt like she had missed out. "If I had known this guy was so rich, I would have asked him for more overtime pay."

"That’s not important. I’ll show you the fun stuff."

Then Sweety sent Hannah a photo of Andrew teaching Scarlett how to wrap dumplings.

When Hannah saw it, she started expressing disdain. "Oh, how gentle. If you didn’t know better, you’d think the Boss was some kind of gentle great benefactor."

"But honestly, although Andrew is usually stingy and cheap, he is genuinely very good to Scarlett. It’s the first time I’ve seen him so patient."

"Save it. I think he’s just henpecked. Does Scarlett tell him to go east, and he dares to go west?"

"That’s true."

Sweety and Hannah chatted about this and that. By the time Andrew and Scarlett took the wrapped dumplings to the kitchen, Sweety wiped her hands and focused on chatting with Hannah.

"Sigh, why is Scarlett’s face so red in the photos? Did you guys drink?"

"No, we were playing games like Fight the Landlord and Mahjong together this morning."

"Then this blush... ( •̀ ω •́ )"

Hannah immediately sent a cunning emoji.

Originally, Sweety hadn’t paid attention, but after her best friend reminded her, she instantly realized it too.

"Wow! Sister Hannah, what kind of stuff is in your head all day? How are you even more outrageous than me?"

"What do you mean? From a biological perspective, survival and reproduction are ingrained in human genes. I think it’s normal to think about these things, right? Besides, who doesn’t want that? Even Scarlett wants it."

"Hahaha, you know how to talk."

After defending herself, Hannah sent a sly-looking emoji and continued to ask Sweety, "So, do you think the Boss can hold on?"

"I don’t think so. With his small frame, he’s probably the one being pinned down."

"Hahaha, maybe he even enjoys the feeling of being pressed down."

The two of them gossiped about their boss and couldn’t help but laugh out loud, which Andrew happened to overhear.

"What are you laughing at?"

Andrew looked at Sweety with disdain, his expression serious.

He felt that her loud laughter meant she was gossiping about him behind his back again.

"Uh... I just remembered something happy."

"How many happy things do you have to laugh like that every day?"

"It’s true! Do you want to know what happy things we girls find amusing?"

Sweety countered, leaving Andrew speechless, so he stopped bothering with her.

Just then, Hannah asked Sweety again, "Is the Boss free right now? If he is, I’ll give him a call."

"He’s boiling dumplings. Go ahead and call. Answering a call won’t interfere."

"Okay."

A moment later, Andrew, who was chatting with Scarlett, received a call from Hannah.

Scarlett glanced over, saw that it was Hannah, and said nothing. Instead, she took the dumplings Andrew was holding and told him to focus on the call.

"What’s up? Is there trouble?"

Andrew knew Hannah wouldn’t call him for no reason. Generally, a call meant something was up.

"Sort of. A while ago, I finalized an agreement with the person in charge of the Tana University forum. He agreed to integrate their school’s forum into our software."

"And then? Did the other party make an outrageous demand, asking for too much money?"

"Not exactly. The other party didn’t ask for money but proposed a condition: they want me to find some laborers for him to help complete the New Year’s fireworks gala."

Hearing this, Andrew knew what she meant. "You’re not thinking of making me go help as a laborer, are you?"

"Hehehe, Boss, you’re so smart."

After being exposed, Hannah’s silly laughter came through the phone. "You have to understand, it’s the New Year. Where am I going to find laborers for him? Besides, I don’t live in Tala, and I don’t know anyone there, so it’s impossible for me to recruit anyone."

When listing her reasons, Hannah became very talkative. "And this is hard for me to refuse. His request isn’t that difficult—it’s just finding a few laborers. If I refuse, wouldn’t that prove our capabilities are lacking? Their willingness to cooperate would drop significantly."

"Alright, alright, stop rambling. Give me that person’s contact information, and I’ll figure out a way myself."

"Got it."

Hearing Andrew agree, Hannah hung up the phone without another word and sent Andrew the contact information and address.

After reading the introduction, Andrew raised an eyebrow slightly. "Fireworks gala? Sounds pretty good."

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Due to low popularity, I will end this book as soon as possible, and also I just write this book for an event. Tried something new, which backfires.