"Spencer, really, don't stay cooped up at home. Go out for a walk," Andrew said, putting away his phone and trying to cheer him up. "How about we go for hotpot?"
"I'm not going," Spencer replied, feeling down and uninterested.
"Spencer..."
"If you have nothing else to do, just go back," Spencer said seriously, looking up. "I want some peace and quiet. Don't talk."
"What happened?" Andrew asked, puzzled. "Did something happen?" He couldn't believe Mr. Marsh would scold him.
Andrew's gaze unintentionally fell on a bouquet of roses on the table not far away. Confused and curious, he asked, "Who sent those flowers?"
Spencer followed his gaze but didn't answer.
"Did Summer send them to you? Or are they for Summer?" Andrew asked again.
"Neither," Spencer replied. "If Summer asks, just say you put the flowers there. Remember that and don't cause me any trouble."
Andrew couldn't understand what was going on at all. "Alright, I got it," he said, willing to help Spencer in any way he could.
Next door, the house was brightly lit in the evening.
Ansel, wearing a cute apron, was happily busy in the kitchen. The rich aroma of pork ribs and corn filled the air, simmering slowly and making everyone's mouth water.
"Ansel, do you really not need my help?" Summer stood at the kitchen door, watching him work alone.
With a gentle smile on his face, Ansel stopped chopping vegetables and glanced at her. "Summer, you just sit and rest! No need to step into the kitchen; I've got it covered! Bubu will be back soon. If you're bored, you can help wash some fruit-I bought lychees!"
"Alright," Summer replied happily. She always found Ansel very warm-hearted.
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Seriously!!! 2 very short chapters per day!!!...