Scarlett couldn’t even retract her phone in time before Starly had already seen it clearly.

"Wow! Who is the Little Fellow? What an intimate contact name!"

Starly’s face was full of expectant smiles, "Little Scar, answer the call quickly, they must be waiting anxiously."

"Don’t say a word later!"

Scarlett held the phone and warned Starly.

"Why?"

"I’m afraid you’ll scare him."

"Alright then."

After getting Starly’s assurance, Scarlett finally answered the call.

Even so, after putting the phone to her ear, she deliberately leaned her body back slightly, afraid that Starly would eavesdrop on Andrew’s voice.

"Scar, are you busy? Why did it take you so long to answer?"

"No, do you need something?" Scarlett said coldly.

She wanted to end the call quickly because she was about to be unable to stop the eager Starly from leaning over to listen.

"Aiya, Little Scar, let me listen, I won’t say anything."

Andrew on the other end of the line also heard some movement and asked, "Scar, what is that noise you have over there?"

"It’s nothing. Say what you need to say quickly, I’m busy."

"Oh, I was just asking what you want to eat tonight? I’m a bit tired from reviewing, so I might as well go to the supermarket for a bit."

Before Andrew on the other end of the line could reply after speaking, Starly interjected, "Make whatever, your Teacher Scarlett will definitely like anything."

"My what???"

Andrew was stunned, "What’s going on?"

And Scarlett was thrown into complete disarray by Starly’s sudden action. She glared furiously at Starly, "Little Aunt!"

"Hehe, I won’t say it, I won’t say it, you two talk."

Starly sat back in her chair with a grin, but Andrew was completely bewildered, "What’s this about Little Aunt again?"

Scarlett had no way to deal with her Little Aunt. She wanted to be angry but couldn’t lose her temper, as the other person had no malicious intent.

"I can’t explain it clearly to you right now. Just come to my office directly. We’ll eat out tonight, no need to cook."

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Scarlett sighed helplessly, then saved the document she was editing and closed the computer. She was in no mood to continue working today.

"Little Scar, why not let your little boyfriend cook, and instead go out to eat? I was quite looking forward to trying his cooking."

"Because... because his cooking isn’t that good."

Scarlett told a lie.

As for why, she didn’t know either. She just didn’t want Starly to know that Andrew was a great cook.

"Then why did he offer to cook?"

"Be... because he’s practicing."

Scarlett said casually, then stood up and urged Starly to leave as well, "Let’s go. We can just wait downstairs for Andrew to arrive so we can go eat together."

The two walked downstairs together, and Andrew happened to arrive at that moment.

Seeing the gorgeously dressed Starly beside Scarlett, he roughly guessed that she was the ’Little Aunt’ Professor Scarlett had mentioned earlier.

But this Professor Scarlett’s Aunt was too young, wasn’t she?

Andrew was a little uncertain until Scarlett gave him a brief introduction, "This is my Aunt, Starly."

"Oh... oh."

Andrew nodded in surprise, "Um, hello Aunt."

Starly looked at Andrew with a look full of playful amusement, "Hello Andrew. You can just call me Little Aunt from now on."

Without waiting for Starly to say anything more, Scarlett coughed lightly, "It’s getting late, let’s go eat first."

"Okay, then let’s take my car, my car is parked here."

Starly walked to her Bentley and got in.

Andrew’s eyes widened slightly when he saw this. On his way over, he had been wondering which big leader’s car this more than 600k dollar luxury vehicle belonged to, but he never expected it was driven by Professor Scarlett’s Little Aunt.

This made him increasingly curious about what kind of family Professor Scarlett came from.

Could it be some super prominent family?

After a brief surprise, Andrew got into the back seat. After all, he lived in Brooklyn City, the most prosperous city in the country; a luxury car alone wasn’t enough to make him tremble with nervousness.

The three of them drove away, and many people on the sidewalks on both sides stopped to look.

Olivia and the others, who had just been discussing whether Young Master Andrew’s identity was exaggerated, were now stunned speechless.

Olivia, "I... I wasn’t seeing things just now, right? Andrew got into a Bentley?"

Diana, "Probably... no, I... I think I saw it too."

On the other side of the sidewalk, Mark Vane and Hannah, who were just about to go eat, also witnessed this scene.

Hannah’s eyes lit up as she watched the departing Bentley, "Wow! The Boss is going out to discuss business in a Bentley, such prestige!"

Mark Vane instantly felt that the grand plans Andrew had painted for him seemed a bit more substantial, "It seems the Boss usually just keeps a low profile."

Only Hannah pouted, seeming to have quite a few complaints, "But the Boss is too stingy. Last week when I went with him to negotiate a contract with the driving school, he wouldn’t even drive his own audi, saying the gas money was too expensive, and dragged me to squeeze onto the subway."

"Uh..."

—

The three went to a popular small restaurant for dinner. Andrew and Scarlett often came here when they didn’t eat at home.

As soon as they sat down, Starly wasn’t in a hurry to eat but instead asked Andrew with great curiosity, "How old are you this year? How did you manage to catch our Little Scar? And, and..."

"Uh..."

Andrew raised an eyebrow, holding his spoons, not knowing how to answer. He felt like he was being treated like a little kid, which made him very uncomfortable.

After all, he was an adult and an entrepreneur; why was he being treated like a child? This was looking down on him!

Scarlett didn’t count.

Moreover, Andrew always felt that this Little Aunt Starly had a bit of Catherine’s shadow.

Neither of them seemed quite normal.

"I just turned eighteen this year," Andrew replied calmly.

However, before he could finish speaking, Starly became somewhat agitated looking at him: "So young~ No wonder you’re so cute, I could be your older sister..."

CRACK!!!

Suddenly, the sound of shattering glass interrupted Starly’s words.

Andrew turned his head and saw that the wine glass in Scarlett’s hand had been forcibly squeezed until it cracked.