Mr. Right, Spoil Me
Chapter 70 One meal, one contact list

"You go out." Andrew reacted very quickly.

"Yes, Director."

Knowing that the situation is critical, Sandy was glad to leave as fast as possible.

When the door closed, there were only three of them.

Sarah noticed that she is the odd one out, quickly found a seat and sits down to minimize the awkwardness.

At this point, Andrew sat beside her. There was plenty of space, why did he sit right next to her?

This caused Emily to frown and look down, her expression froze.

"Andrew, are you upset with me? That I came unannounced, are you angry?"

Emily asks as she opens the lunch box.

She squatted next to Andrew. What is shocking is there are two forks inside. Sarah was shocked.

There was only one lunch box but two forks...

She casually took one and takes over the lunch box and acted as if she doesn't know anything and started eating.

Emily was about to stop her but was stopped by Andrew's glare.

Sarah alone was eating and drinking the soup. Just as well, she was hungry.

Andrew watches by the side and trying not to say anything.

There was another fork and he didn't intend to pick it up. Emily kept saying that she had eaten and eventually the fork ended up in his hand. He was quiet and slowly took a few pieces.

Emily's hands were empty and she watched them eating the food that she prepared. She didn't speak a word.

"It's all yours, eat slowly." Andrew saw that Sarah was readily eating the food. He even patted her back several times and poured her a drink.

He asked her to slow down but yet places meat in front of her. He's something, isn't he?

"Can't I be hungry? I'm not eating your food, even then, it's just you and me who else is snatching what's on my plate?" Andrew, "..."

The way she smacks her lips will make anyone jealous.

Emily purses her lips, she noticed from the moment he chose to sit by her side, her heart sank.

He poured a drink for her, afraid that she'll choke, pats her back, these details she clearly saw.

When did he accept her?

"Sarah, how is it?"

Emily saw that the box is almost empty, though her heart is heavy, she forces a smile and puts up an act of generosity.

Andrew had never seen Sarah eat like that. Today thanks to Emily he was able to see that side of her.

Sarah practically finished the entire lunch box. Sarah was full, really full.

"Emily, let me critique on your cooking. Next time go easy on the salt, okay?"

"Was it very salty? I thought it was just right."

"No, it should be a little less. Because when the dish is allowed to stand, the saltiness will be enhanced. So, the longer you wait, the dish will become saltier."

She now felt so uncomfortable because of the saltiness. She ate so much because she doesn't want Andrew to eat any. Otherwise she will not take more than three bites.

If talking about cooking, perhaps no one dares to claim that they are the best in front of her.

At this time Andrew offered his napkin and with a look, tells her that he doesn't believe what she said. "You speak as if you know how to cook?"

Ah, if you don't know that doesn't mean that others don't!

"Of course, those who ate my dishes will fall in love with me."

Andrew's expression darkened and seeing her say those with confidence makes him want to laugh endlessly. "Then when can you cook for me? I'll taste it." Andrew said cunningly and eyes sparkling. Sarah could see that he wasn't joking and he was looking sharply at her. Feeling that she may have over promised, says, "You already have someone cooking for you, why would you want to eat mine?" "Yours is different." Andrew said arrogantly and smiled from the corner of his mouth.

Sarah blinked and chose to keep quiet.

Sitting by the side, Emily couldn't listen to these anymore.

"Sarah, today you ate what I prepared. When can I try your cooking?"

It was easy for her to say this. Did she think that it's easy to prepare a meal? She just wants to expose Sarah's lie.

On her request, Sarah agreed wholeheartedly, "Of course, I do owe you one."

"Then we'll see if I fall in love with you." Emily joked but in fact she hated what she said.

Sarah also laughed, she shook her head, "No, when a woman eats, she'll be envious, when a man eats, he'll fall in love." Emily's laugh froze.

She took the lunch box and pulled Andrew along and continued chatting before leaving. Sarah didn't hear clearly and was not interested. It must be those she shouldn't hear. Otherwise why didn't she say it in front of Sarah.

"Sarah, I'll take my leave. Please don't misunderstand. I just wanted Andrew to give me a few pointers after tasting. I didn't expect you to finish it all. It's a good think you know how to cook and gave me your critique. Next time I'll have to try out your cooking skills."

"No problem." Sarah nodded.

Andrew sent her out and Sarah could see that as she enters the lift, she was unwilling to leave. In the end she dives towards Andrew for a hug. What's upsetting was though Andrew didn't reciprocate the hug, he also didn't prevent it!

She can't bear to watch any further and decides to leave the office. She closed the door and turned around and bumped into Andrew, "Make me dinner."

That's what he has to say?

"Why should I?"

She had to get his permission to save a contact's number, why should she do what he says?

"I'll let you have another new contact."

Sarah looked at him incredulously, he is really something. One meal in exchange for one contact?

She disagreed, "No, at least more than three." She lifted up three fingers.

Andrew frowned and grabbed her cheeks with one hand and using the other to pat, "I don't like bargaining."

Sarah begged, "Then two, two alright?"

"It appears that you don't even want..."

"Done, just one, just one okay?!" One is better than nothing. ☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐