Living With My Yandere Professor

Chapter 137: Spill Beans

But since she was his Older Sister after all, Andrew sent her back to her room after dinner. He also prepared a cup of hot brown sugar ginger tea in a thermos, placed it by her bedside, and gave her a hot water bottle.

"Alright, this should get you through until tomorrow."

Like a nanny, Andrew finished his instructions and prepared to leave.

This actually moved Catherine quite a bit. "Little brother, you’re so good. I didn’t expect you to be so nice to me even though I’ve set you up so many times."

"So you do know you’ve set me up quite badly?"

Andrew’s mouth nearly twitched upon hearing that.

"So I’ve decided not to set you up for a week."

"Impressive."

Andrew curled his lip speechlessly. "You should just get some rest."

Then he closed the door and left, going back to hug his Professor Scarlett.

Wait, no! It’s ’taking care of’!

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The next day was Friday, and Andrew basically had no classes.

After Scarlett finished her class, he also went to her office.

Suzanne was a bit surprised to see Andrew. "Eh! I just realized, it seems like you haven’t come to see Sister Scar in a long time."

Previously, Andrew was almost a regular in the office, coming by whenever he had nothing to do at school.

But in the past month, Andrew had hardly shown up. Suzanne had almost forgotten that Andrew was Scarlett’s Boyfriend.

"Where have you been lately? Why haven’t you come to see your beautiful Professor Scarlett?" Suzanne asked Andrew with interest.

"Hehe, I was busy with other things before, so I didn’t have time to come see Professor Scarlett."

"Busy with what? Is it more important than your Professor Scarlett? Are you trying to make money to support our beautiful Professor Scarlett?"

Not having seen Andrew for so long immediately piqued Suzanne’s desire for gossip.

But before she could ask more, Scarlett spoke up and sent her away.

"Alright, don’t you have to go to the Dean’s Office? Stop chatting here and go. Take this report of mine with you while you’re at it."

"Oh."

Suzanne took Scarlett’s report and left.

Not long after she left, Andrew pulled Suzanne’s chair over and sat next to Scarlett.

It wasn’t the first time he’d done this anyway; he’d just return it when the Counselor came back.

"Scar, how are you doing today?" Andrew leaned in close to Scarlett and asked softly.

Scarlett, who was preparing for her lesson, glanced at Andrew and immediately guessed that he was up to some mischief again.

"What are you planning? I’m not better yet, so don’t even think about doing anything reckless. Be careful or I’ll get angry and punch you flying."

When others said such things, it was just boasting, but when Scarlett said she’d punch you flying, it was actually possible.

"No, no, of course I know we can’t get intimate these few days. I just wanted to ask if you want to go out this weekend, Scar. I promised Hannah and the others we’d have a celebratory dinner and hang out."

Scarlett thought about it.

It was December now, and the weather was already very cold. Scarlett was already sensitive to the cold, and with her period, she didn’t want to go out at all.

But then she thought that if she was willing to go along, this Little Fellow would definitely be very happy.

"Okay, I’ll go with you."

Andrew originally intended for Professor Scarlett to decide where to go for fun.

But she said anything was fine (in reality, she didn’t know where to go either).

Andrew didn’t know much about places to hang out; just going to a restaurant would be too boring, as everyone would just eat and chat.

So, Andrew simply handed the decision-making power over to Hannah.

"You guys decide. The budget is five thousand dollar; anything over will be deducted from your salaries."

"Hey, hey, hey! Including the Lady Boss, there are seven people in total. For a celebration, isn’t five thousand a bit stingy?"

"Fine, ten thousand. Not a cent more!"

"That’s more like it."

Hannah agreed with satisfaction, "Alright, Boss, just wait for me to send you the location tomorrow night."

Andrew put away his phone, suddenly feeling like he was being fleeced.

Forget it, forget it. Since he was taking Professor Scarlett out to have fun anyway, as long as she was happy, it was fine.

Ultimately, Hannah chose a bar and booked the entire rooftop.

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A moment later, Andrew arrived with Scarlett.

Scarlett used to visit these kinds of Quiet Bars often because they were peaceful and she could have a drink.

However, after Andrew appeared, she hadn’t come back; she no longer needed to come here to relieve her boredom.

But as Andrew looked at the decorations on the rooftop and the large barbecue grill, he felt his heart bleeding. "Well, well! I gave you such a big budget, and you didn’t save a single penny!"

"Oh, Boss, don’t worry. It definitely won’t exceed the budget. As your financial manager, you have to trust my skills."

"Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense. Go grill the meat. Professor Scarlett and I haven’t eaten anything since lunch, and we’re hungry."

"The Boss definitely has to be the one grilling the meat! Your Class Monitor said the meat you grill is delicious."

"Damn! Not only am I treating everyone, but I also have to cook? Are you treating me like a slave?"

Although Andrew was grumbling, he still walked over to the grill with a laughing scold.

Scarlett sat to the side, smiling as she watched the interaction between Andrew and the others.

While Andrew was busy grilling, Hannah and Sweety, the two innate gossip-mongers, huddled closer.

"Professor Scarlett, what do you and the Boss usually do at home?"

Sweety had wanted to ask for a long time but never had the chance.

Taking advantage of today’s opportunity, she had to satisfy her curiosity.

"It’s pretty much the same as usual. Sometimes I catch him to make up for the classes he slacked off on during the day."

"What about the intimate interactions between you two? There can’t be none, right?"

Given her Boss’s temperament, Hannah would never believe the two had zero interaction.

"There are. Sometimes he misbehaves."

"Oh, as expected of the Boss, even at home he has to act like a brat." Hannah exclaimed that this sounded right.

Sweety continued asking, "Then, have you two done that yet?"

As she spoke, Sweety made a slightly bashful gesture with her hands. If Lucy had seen it, she would have definitely turned red from embarrassment.

However, as a mature older sister, Scarlett naturally wouldn’t be made to blush by these two twenty-one-year-old girls.

"No, he wouldn’t dare."

"Hahaha, so the Boss is just a guy with the heart of a lecher but no guts."

Hannah let out a mocking laugh without any concealment.

Scarlett said calmly, "He just plays with my feet."

Upon hearing this, Sweety nodded excitedly. "The Boss really is a Foot lover! No wonder his collection is all long legs in Black stockings."

"He still watches those kinds of videos?" Scarlett asked, her eyes widening slightly.

"Eh? You didn’t know?"

Sweety looked surprised; she thought Scarlett knew all about Andrew’s habits.

"I didn’t know. He told me he doesn’t watch those kinds of videos."

As Scarlett spoke, she looked at Andrew, who was grilling meat: This Little Thing actually lied to me again! I’ll deal with him when we get back.

A moment later, Andrew brought over the grilled meat.

"Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense. It’s ready to eat."

Hannah was delighted and was about to start eating, but Andrew took it away.

"Who said this was for you? If you want to eat, go get some from Mark Vane. This is for Professor Scarlett."

Hannah rolled her eyes at Andrew and went back to the grill with Sweety.

Andrew sat down next to Scarlett and handed her the meat. "Scar, what were you just chatting about with Hannah and the others?"

"Nothing much, just talking about what we usually do."

"Nothing else?"

"Nothing."

Andrew found it a bit strange. Given how gossipy Hannah and Sweety were, it would only be logical for them to spill some dirt on him to Professor Scarlett.

But looking at Professor Scarlett’s calm response, they probably hadn’t said anything.

Professor Scarlett was so good to him; she definitely wouldn’t lie to him.

The group ate grilled meat and chatted together. Hannah also brought over quite a bit of alcohol.

Among them were several expensive cocktails, originally prepared for Scarlett because she had heard from Andrew that Scarlett liked to drink.

However, after bringing them over, she found out that Scarlett couldn’t drink these past few days.

After asking around, the highest alcohol content the rest of them could handle was just beer.

But these cocktails mixed by the bartender couldn’t be returned, so throwing them away would be too wasteful.

At that moment, Sweety suddenly suggested, "How about we play Truth or Dare! The loser has to drink!"

"But Professor Scarlett can’t drink?"

Sweety raised this question; they couldn’t just leave Professor Scarlett out, could they?

Hannah didn’t think it was an issue at all. "It’s fine. The Boss can take Professor Scarlett’s punishment for her."

???"

Andrew was dumbfounded. "Wait, how can such an unreasonable request be agreed upon?"

As Andrew spoke, he looked at Scarlett, pleading for help.

Unexpectedly, Scarlett was buried in her grilled meat, seemingly not hearing him at all.

"What’s unreasonable about it? Do you want Professor Scarlett to drink even when she’s not feeling well?"

Hannah suddenly countered, causing Andrew to immediately say righteously, "How could I! I’m just worried that if I drink, it won’t be easy to drive back later."

"I can drive."

Scarlett, who was eating grilled meat a second ago, suddenly spoke up calmly.

"Scar! Didn’t you say you were eating and didn’t hear?"

"Ah? Is that so?"