[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-living-with-my-yandere-professor":3,"chapter-living-with-my-yandere-professor-living-with-my-yandere-professor-chapter-21":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Living With My Yandere Professor",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1849547,2456,"Chapter 21: From Where To Get Money","living-with-my-yandere-professor-chapter-21",21,"\u003Cp>\"That, you guys keep playing, I have an urgent matter so I’ll head back first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrew finished speaking, and without waiting for the others to react, he rushed out of the dormitory building. While running towards the school gate, he was already calling for a ride-share on his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to get back before Scarlett blew up the kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A woman who had never touched cooking utensils, and couldn’t even boil noodles, suddenly wanted to cook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrew didn’t dare imagine what terrible things might happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could already picture tomorrow’s top news headline: A resident in the Talent Apartment complex in Blackthorn City caused a gas leak explosion while cooking at home, resulting in * * * economic losses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrew didn’t dare to think further. As soon as he got into the car, he told the driver, \"Driver, please hurry, something happened at home.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did someone fall ill?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sort of. It might cost someone their life, so please hurry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, the driver immediately floored the accelerator, running red lights precisely, even surpassing the speed of the time when Scarlett rushed him to school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he got out of the car, Andrew ignored his motion sickness and stumbled back to the apartment to open the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No smoke, no fire, no smell of burning, and no smell of gas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrew saw everything inside was normal and breathed a sigh of relief, \"That’s great, it seems the situation isn’t as bad as I imagined.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What bad situation?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scarlett heard Andrew return and walked out wearing an apron. She was still barefoot, having changed into a modest, conservative nightgown for home, with an apron tied over it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This added a touch of domesticity to her cool and aloof aura, or perhaps gave her the feeling of a wife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Scarlett neatly dressed, Andrew completely let go of the anxiety he had been holding, \"Nothing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the nicely presented dishes on the table, Andrew was still somewhat incredulous: Could she really cook? Was she not a kitchen disaster?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since you’re back, let’s eat. I’ll get you a fork and spoon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scarlett handed a spoon, knife and fork to Andrew, then held hers without moving, instead watching him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was her first time cooking, and she was somewhat eager for someone’s evaluation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrew was already a bit hungry. He picked up a strand of shredded potatoes and put it in his mouth. As soon as he started chewing, his expression instantly stiffened, and he instinctively wanted to spit it out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But a glimpse from the corner of his eye showed Scarlett watching him. Andrew felt that doing so wouldn’t be good; regardless of whether Scarlett would get angry, it would certainly crush her spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, Andrew forced himself to swallow the shredded potatoes in his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scarlett asked Andrew with some anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s alright. The presentation is quite good, and the shreds are cut quite finely.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What else?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Also...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrew truly couldn’t find any other merits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can also tell me directly if there are any bad parts. I won’t get angry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You really won’t get angry?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrew turned to confirm with Scarlett.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I won’t get angry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having received the assurance, Andrew stated his true feelings, \"It’s too salty, salty enough to be slightly bitter, and the potatoes are practically raw, completely uncooked.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That shouldn’t be. I only added three spoonfuls of salt.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You think that’s too little?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrew was stunned; it seemed he had just eaten salt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are there any others? Try them?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scarlett was a bit disappointed but still wanted to hear what else Andrew had to say, perhaps the others were decent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrew also picked up the rest with his chopsticks and took a bite of each, \"This braised eggplant is not bad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Really!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scarlett became slightly excited but quickly composed herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everything except the eggplant is pretty good. The eggplant has turned into mush.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This tomato soup is also okay! It just has tomato left, no soup.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The rice is cooked quite well too. Next time, add a bit more water; it’s a little undercooked.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrew ate while speaking. Except for the initial difficulty swallowing, after a few more bites, he didn’t care anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he had eaten worse things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, Andrew suddenly realized something and nervously looked towards Scarlett. He saw her face was calm, without a ripple, though her disappointment was evident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Um... Teacher Scarlett, don’t be too down. It’s your first time cooking; it’s actually quite good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrew quickly comforted her, fearing Scarlett would get angry or become overly dejected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Scarlett said nothing, just watched silently. She wasn’t angry or blaming Andrew; after tasting it herself, she knew it was indeed terrible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart was filled with a sense of loss. She had worked hard on this dinner, preparing very seriously, but still messed it up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since childhood, everything she did was perfect and excellent; she had almost never failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, she had ruined this seemingly simple task of cooking, and done it terribly, making a dinner so unpalatable it couldn’t be swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Scarlett came back to her senses, she noticed Andrew was still eating and felt a bit confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you still eating? We can just throw it away later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need to throw it away. It’s really fine, much better than many people’s first attempts at cooking.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrew kept eating as he spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t lying. Although Scarlett’s cooking skill was poor, it was much better than Catherine’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrew would never forget the first meal Catherine made for him; it had become the nightmare of his life. Although he hadn’t eaten slop, he figured it wasn’t much different from what Catherine cooked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scarlett watched Andrew eat more than half of the meal she prepared, bite by bite. She didn’t know what to say; her feelings were complex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt a pang of guilt making Andrew eat such a terrible dinner, but more than that, she was pleased that he was eating her cooked food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was far more useful than any verbal encouragement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Scarlett also firmly decided not to cook again in the future. Tormenting herself was fine, but she couldn’t let Andrew suffer along with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At night, Andrew was in front of his computer. He wasn’t playing games but continued thinking about building a website.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the first steps to building a website were buying a domain name and renting a server.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrew checked online; the two together cost around six hundred or seven hundred dollars. Where would he get that much money?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He first tried contacting his father. His mother was too stingy; she definitely wouldn’t give it to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dad, do you have any extra money?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where would I get extra money? Isn’t all the money managed by your mom?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t think I don’t know. You have private savings.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What private savings? I warn you, don’t slander me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the lining of that old suit deep inside your closet, there should still be quite a bit of money. Don’t think I don’t know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey? What did you say? The signal is bad here... Beep beep beep—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Andrew could continue, the line went dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it! Even more cunning than me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrew exclaimed and tried calling his dad again, but the line was unreachable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hateful, Dad. Since you are unjust, don’t blame me for being unrighteous.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, Andrew sent a message to his mother, \"Mom, Dad has a lot of private money hidden in his old suit. It’s all for buying cigarettes; he never actually quit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After sending it, Andrew felt relieved. He knew his dad would be sleeping on the floor again tonight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the issue of where to get the money continued to trouble him. As a college student, he couldn’t get a loan, and online loans were out of the question; no normal person would take those out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was worrying, a knock suddenly sounded at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>",1328,"2026-06-09T07:08:05.169Z",1,"novelbin.me","1e0ab26e1e52235293d79380d03c43df7aaa736cb0dac3d2e2c95d03b507547d","living-with-my-yandere-professor-chapter-22","living-with-my-yandere-professor-chapter-20",119,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fliving-with-my-yandere-professor-cover.jpg"]