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 Armand let the dog bite

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

want you to get

and pushed Rylee's ass off the

but to pack up the dishes

out, Timothy rubbed his temples irritably, shoving all the books on

were surprised that Rylee came

come out so soon? Has Mr. Wheeler eaten

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

frowned and asked Rylee, “Is boss

and said, “Happy! Very 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

Rylee bowed to Armand.

coughed and said, “Actually there are

lied

raise are in factories in

I will never believe what you say in the future. It's disrespectful for the old to

sofa and grabbed the fruit

door to the study suddenly opened and Timothy

so frightened that she sat up straight and stopped eating the

butler were

the car ready,

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

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

head, not daring to speak

Armand, “Well, Uncle Armand, you guys went to work in the company,

You're here

am not fooling around! I am doing my job

much work

slept with Mr. Wheeler last night anyway! That was a very

She was also hardworking!

changed into a formal suit and went downstairs, with a gorgeous face, a graceful figure, and a firm but fast

and watched Timothy coming

once again: what happened last night was

didn't even look at Rylee and rushed

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

she

was so

was also a

butler walked over to and pick it up. With the conversation of “Yes, yes” and “Yes, will do”, the butler kept talking and nodded

on the sofa, eyes closed, while her mind was in

couldn't even tell whether she should cry or be happy

“Ms. Carroll?”

voice sounded

her eyes, “Oh? Is there something

for you.” The old

“Oh? For me? What?”

it, and she was

“When

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

these businesses, and this is the

old butler's

Ms. Carroll call their Mr. Wheeler by the title of “boy”?

rubbed her eyes and

requirements were