Wolf President Hooks Up

Rylee was chattering as usual, forcing the chopsticks into Timothy's hands, scooping two spoonsful of vegetables, and putting them on the plate.

Her sparkle eyes stared at Timothy's mouth, as if she was waiting for someone like a baby doll to open their mouth to eat.

Timothy was caught off guard by Rylee and started to eat.

When Rylee saw that he had started eating, her spirit was instantly relieved.

It was as if Timothy was her child, who has always been a picky eater, and now eventually he could feast on the food here at a time.

Rylee almost reached out to stroke Timothy's head a few times and complimented him cheaply.

Fortunately, she was still awake, and she didn't do the stupid thing.

Timothy eats silently and slowly.

Suddenly, he realized that this meal tasted so delicious.

When the nagging Rylee was around, the whole body can become warm, as if he was taking a sun bath even the food was much more delicious.

What a wonderful thing.

“Having some of these, and take more of those, you are so tall, how can you eat less than me? Don’t be a picky eater! Come, come on, eat more of this.”

Rylee was addicted to helping Timothy's with dishes, and she can't wait for Timothy to swallow all four dishes. It's better for him to eat the dishes as well.

Timothy was slightly happy, but he kept a cold expression on his face, and asked casually, “Have you eaten?”

“Of course, I have had the meal it!”

“Are you full?”

“Of course, I'm full! I'm never ashamed of my own stomach!”

Timothy nodded slightly.

He frowned suddenly and looked up suspiciously at Rylee who was sitting on the handle of his chair, “Why are you supervising my eating like a supervisor?”

Rylee said cheerfully, “You think I'm willing to supervise you? It was Uncle Armand and the others...”

The words suddenly stopped. She didn’t dare to speak.

Rylee stared at Timothy.

Sure enough, Timothy was so shrewd that even though he had only heard some parts of the truth, he had already guessed most of the reason. He frowned and slammed his chopsticks on the table.

“Armand threatened you to come in and delivered food?”

Rylee nodded aggrievedly and explained, “Actually, even if I am ten times braver, I don't dare to come to you and supervise you having lunch, really, I don't dare to do so. Please, don’t get mad, don’t get mad at me.”

Timothy's face was cold, “If Armand hadn't threatened you to come in, you wouldn't have come to deliver the food, would you?”

Rylee rubbed his nose, “Yeah. But I should have come to deliver food, they all said I was the one who made you so angry that you didn't eat...”

Why the more she explained, the angrier Mr. Wheeler's expression is?

“You, get out.”

Timothy turned his face away.

“What?”

Rylee was overwhelmed.

Get out for real?

she feel that Mr. Wheeler was angrier than

would Uncle Armand let the

that, if Mr. Wheeler couldn't eat the lunch happily and

want you to get

irritably and pushed Rylee's ass off

no choice but to pack up the dishes

soon as she walked out, Timothy rubbed his temples irritably, shoving

surprised that

out so soon?

the plate, and it

and asked Rylee, “Is boss

Mr. Wheeler also praised me for the five-star service! Look, he has eaten all these dishes, come on, keep your eyes

Rylee bowed to Armand.

said, “Actually there

You lied to

all the huge dogs we raise are

Armand, I will never believe what you say in the future. It's disrespectful

sofa and

to the study suddenly opened and Timothy

sat up straight and

butler were silent and bowed

“Armand, get the car ready, I'll go to the office after I get

we decide to spend weekends in the future? Why are we going to do

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

not daring to speak any

widened his eyes and asked Armand, “Well, Uncle Armand, you guys went to work in the company, what about

rolled his eyes, “You? You're

am not fooling around! I am

really didn't do much work this time. As Timothy's

night anyway! That was a very tiring

She was also hardworking!

and went downstairs, with a gorgeous face, a

and watched Timothy coming downstairs

herself once again: what happened last night was more beneficial

look at Rylee

in barefoot, clawed at the glass and looked out, she was relieved until she saw Timothy's

was not at home, she can finally

so dreamy and

was also a thorn in

phone of the house rang. The old butler walked over to and pick it up. With the conversation

sofa, eyes closed, while her mind was

cry or be happy

“Ms. Carroll?”

voice sounded beside

quickly opened her eyes, “Oh? Is there

this is for you.” The old butler handed over

“Oh? For me? What?”

paper curiously, glanced at it, and she was shocked by the

“When

it, too. I just receive a call from Mr. Wheeler, and I then wrote down what he said. Mr. Wheeler said, he wanted you to do

these businesses, and this is the final order from her! Alright, this boy

old butler's

their Mr. Wheeler by the title of “boy”? Oh,

eyes and looked at the

requirements were written