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?

did she feel that Mr. Wheeler was angrier

went out like this, would Uncle Armand let the

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

understand me? I want you to

irritably and pushed Rylee's

choice but to pack up the dishes and walked out

temples irritably, shoving all

butler were surprised

so soon? Has Mr. Wheeler eaten the

butler looked at the plate, and it seemed that

asked Rylee,

happy! Mr. Wheeler also praised me for the five-star service! Look, he has eaten all these dishes, come on, keep your eyes open. This is the trace and the proof

Rylee bowed to Armand.

coughed and said, “Actually there

lied to

dogs we raise are in factories

believe what you say in the future. It's disrespectful for the old to lie to

leaned on the sofa and grabbed the

door to the study suddenly opened

she sat

old butler were

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

Huh? Boss, don't we decide to spend weekends in the future? Why are we

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

bowed his head, not

Uncle Armand, you guys went to work in the company, what about me?

rolled his eyes, “You? You're here to be

then stammered and retorted, “I, I am not fooling around! I am doing my

didn't do much work this time. As Timothy's maid, she was

slept with Mr. Wheeler last night anyway! That

She was also hardworking!

went downstairs, with a gorgeous face, a graceful figure, and a

on the sofa and watched Timothy

what happened last night was

at Rylee

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

not at home, she can finally calm down a

was so

a thorn

up. With the conversation of “Yes, yes” and “Yes, will do”,

eyes closed, while her mind was in

cry or be happy about what happened last

“Ms. Carroll?”

old butler's voice

her eyes, “Oh? Is there

for you.” The old butler

“Oh? For me? What?”

curiously, glanced at it, and she was shocked

her teeth, “When

have heard 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

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

old butler's

dare was Ms. Carroll call their Mr. Wheeler by the title of “boy”? Oh, it’s disrespect, it’s so

and

requirements were written