Chapter 163: I Can Find You

A moment later, Andrew’s thinly powdered lips and fair face were adorned with foundation, making him look rosy.

Finally, Scarlett picked up the eyebrow pencil and slightly curled Andrew’s already long eyelashes, making his eyes look bigger and even more alluring.

After putting away the eyebrow pencil, Scarlett looked at the beautiful Andrew before her, her own mouth splitting into a wide grin.

If Little Fellow had been a girl, he would surely have been a devastatingly beautiful little fox spirit.

Scarlett was still not entirely satisfied. She looked around, found a wig, and put it on Andrew.

Instantly, the originally pure and sunny Andrew transformed into the beautiful Xia Mei Mei.

Just then, Sweety, having finished the initial rehearsal, returned and was about to ask Scarlett for makeup help.

As she was about to speak, she saw Andrew sitting at the vanity.

"Hey? Scarlett, who is this beautiful lady? She’s so pretty."

"Um..."

Scarlett didn’t quite know how to respond.

Andrew pouted speechlessly, reached up, took off the wig, and whispered to Scarlett, "Teacher, please help me take this off. I’ll go help with other things."

Hearing that familiar voice, Sweety almost popped her eyes out.

"You... you are! Andrew?"

Andrew didn’t answer Sweety’s surprised exclamation. He sat quietly, letting Scarlett remove the makeup, and then left to help elsewhere.

Sweety stood with her mouth agape, staring at the departing Andrew until Scarlett called her name, bringing her back to reality.

"Okay, stop looking. He is Andrew. Sit down, and I’ll do your makeup."

"Oh... Oh!"

Sweety slowly sat down, still incredibly shocked.

"My heavens, Boss looks this beautiful in women’s clothes? And Scarlett did his makeup? What kind of things do those two get up to privately?"

The images in Sweety’s mind became increasingly absurd and inappropriate.

At the same time, she felt that her previous thoughts had been too shallow.

On the other side, Andrew mainly went to help Catherine. After all, she was his older sister, and even though he had played a trick on her, he still needed to lend her a hand.

"Damn it, this is too shoddy. Not only did they not give me, a medical professional, a room to rest and wait, but they didn’t even provide a decent shed. They just set up a table and chairs for me to wait in the open air. Isn’t this too cheap?"

Catherine, wearing her white coat, grumbled about the organizer’s stinginess. "No wonder the originally scheduled medical staff ran away. If it were me, I’d run too."

"Oh, Older Sister, just say a little less. They are paying you extra money."

Andrew brought over the medical kit for Catherine and heard her continuous complaints.

"But it’s very cold today. I originally thought you were taking me out for fun, so I didn’t bring any heat packs. Now I have to sit outdoors all night. Won’t I freeze to death?"

Catherine said, rubbing her hands, wishing she could shrink entirely into her down jacket.

Hearing her say that, Andrew also realized the point. "Right, it is quite cold today. Scarlett didn’t bring a scarf. It wouldn’t be good if she got cold."

With that thought, Andrew left immediately.

"Hey! What about me?"

Catherine watched Andrew leave without looking back, leaving her standing there awkwardly in the wind.

Andrew drove home once to get the scarf he had personally knitted for Scarlett, along with several heat packs.

When he returned, the sky had already darkened, and the number of visitors at the fireworks gala venue was increasing.

Scarlett stood at the entrance, waiting for Andrew.

When she saw Andrew arrive, she waved her hand so he could find her easily.

"Teacher, why are you at the main gate? It’s windy and very cold here."

Andrew hurried over and tied the scarf around Scarlett’s neck.

Scarlett, however, said lightly, "I was afraid you wouldn’t find me and would get lost."

Andrew was slightly stunned by this, then smiled and said, "Teacher, even if I had a terrible sense of direction, I wouldn’t get lost here."

"I thought it was possible, so I wasn’t at ease."

"It won’t happen, because I can spot Teacher in the crowd at a glance."

"Really? Then I won’t wave next time. Let’s see if you can still find me."

"Definitely."

Scarlett adjusted the scarf around her neck, then looked at Andrew, who was wearing a black cashmere coat, and couldn’t help but ask, "Why didn’t you bring a scarf for yourself?"

"It’s fine. The collar of my sweater is high enough, so I’m not cold," Andrew replied with a smile.

The truth was, he had forgotten. When he got home, he was only thinking about not letting Scarlett get cold.

He hadn’t even thought about bringing a scarf for himself, and by the time he remembered on the way back, it was too late.

"Teacher, let’s go in. We need to go on stage soon."

"Mm."

Scarlett extended her small hand and held Andrew’s palm. The two entered the fireworks gala venue together.

Their seats were at the very front, so they had to pass through the crowd, which was already packed.

Everywhere the two passed, they attracted quite a few gazes—some looking at Andrew, and quite a few looking at Scarlett.

"Look at that handsome guy over there wearing a coat. He has such great charisma."

"Yeah, guys who are tall and wear coats are the most handsome. It’s a shame he seems to have a girlfriend."

"His girlfriend has even better charisma. She kind of resembles my university teacher, but she’s much prettier than my teacher."

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Andrew and Scarlett walked through the crowd and sat down in their designated seats in the front row.

Andrew sat on the outer side, and Scarlett sat one seat further in. Her little hand was still a bit cold.

So, Andrew took Scarlett’s little hand and tucked it into his pocket, quickly warming it up.

At first, Andrew held Scarlett’s little hand tightly to keep her warm.

But once Scarlett’s little hand warmed up, she moved slightly and pulled it away from Andrew’s grip.

Andrew thought he had been holding it too tightly and making her uncomfortable, so he intended to loosen his grip.

As soon as he started holding Scarlett’s little hand again, she pulled it away once more. Then, she gently patted Andrew’s hand inside the pocket.

As Andrew was wondering what was going on, Scarlett’s little hand suddenly held his instead, pressing his palm down.

"Huh???"

Andrew blinked in confusion and looked at her.

Scarlett stared expressionlessly toward the stage, as if she had no idea what she had just done.

Andrew tried to move his palm, but Scarlett immediately pressed it down again.

"Why does Scarlett insist on holding it herself?"

Andrew was a bit puzzled but didn’t dwell on it too much.

At the same time, Sweety, dressed in an evening gown, walked onto the stage holding a microphone. Her appearance instantly attracted the attention of most of the people present.

In contrast, the male host looked quite ordinary.

"Little Fellow, do you think the evening gown Sweety is wearing looks good?"

Scarlett suddenly asked softly.

After hearing this, Andrew didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he raised his eyebrows, looking fearful.

"This is probably a trick question."

Andrew felt that if he answered incorrectly, he might end up bleeding on the spot.

Seeing Andrew’s expression, Scarlett pursed her lips and said again, "I’m asking if this kind of evening gown looks good. If you like it, I can try wearing one too."

Hearing Scarlett say that, Andrew immediately relaxed and replied, "It definitely looks good. It’s just that this kind of evening gown probably isn’t worn often, only for shows or galas. Teacher, you don’t like these kinds of places either."

"That’s true."

Scarlett nodded and didn’t ask further.

She just thought to herself, "If you like it, I can wear it at home just for you to see."

At six o’clock in the evening, the prelude to the fireworks gala began precisely, and Sweety started hosting with a smile.

Meanwhile, backstage, Ethan was anxiously discussing some issues with several other people in charge.

"How can guests be decided so casually? If something goes wrong, who is responsible? This fireworks gala is being broadcast live."

A woman was very displeased with Ethan unilaterally deciding on Scarlett and Andrew as guests.

Ethan, being blamed, was also annoyed. "Then what do you suggest? You find someone!"

"I know it’s hard to find someone at the last minute, but you should have at least discussed it with me. At the very least, their looks should pass muster."

Hearing this, Ethan smiled lightly. "Don’t worry, their looks are definitely top-notch."

But the woman was still worried. "Did they bring formal wear? If they don’t have gowns, won’t they look too out of place?"

"Stop fussing. Even if they don’t have formal wear, it won’t be an issue. This is a fireworks gala; the main event is the fireworks."

Actually, Ethan had considered the issue of formal wear, but there was no time that day to arrange gowns for Andrew and Scarlett.

Then he realized there was no need for it either. Andrew and Scarlett were both wearing coats, and their presence was not lacking in charisma. It was just a different style from the other guests.

There was a saying: flaws cannot obscure jade’s beauty. Besides, this wasn’t even a flaw.