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?

that Mr. Wheeler was angrier than

out like this, would Uncle

came in, Uncle Armand had said that, if Mr. Wheeler couldn't eat the lunch happily and comfortably, he would make the big

me? I want you to get

pushed Rylee's

pack up the dishes

out, Timothy rubbed his temples irritably, shoving all

old butler were surprised that Rylee came

soon? Has Mr. Wheeler eaten

old butler looked at the plate, and it seemed that some of

asked

praised me for the five-star service! Look, he has eaten all these dishes, come on, keep your eyes open. This is

Rylee bowed to Armand.

said, “Actually there

lied to me!

huge dogs we raise are in factories

Uncle Armand, I will never believe what you say in the

and grabbed the fruit to

to the study suddenly

that she sat up

and the old butler were silent and

the car ready, I'll go to the

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

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

his head, not

guys went to work in the company, what about me? What

You're here to be your

retorted, “I, I am not fooling around! I am doing my job

much work this time. As Timothy's

night anyway! That was

She was also hardworking!

with a gorgeous face, a graceful figure, and a firm but

sofa and watched Timothy coming downstairs for

herself once again: what happened last night was

at Rylee and rushed out like the

glass and looked out, she was relieved until she

not at home, she can finally calm

so dreamy and

a

and pick it up. With the conversation of “Yes, yes” and “Yes, will do”, the butler kept

on the sofa, eyes closed, while

even tell whether she should cry or be happy about

“Ms. Carroll?”

butler's voice sounded

opened her eyes, “Oh? Is there something I can

you.” The old butler handed

“Oh? For me? What?”

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

“When

and I then wrote down what he said. Mr. Wheeler said, he

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

old butler's

call their Mr. Wheeler by the title of “boy”? Oh, it’s disrespect,

rubbed her eyes and looked at

were