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.

went out like this, would Uncle Armand

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

want you to get

pushed

but to pack

as she walked out, Timothy rubbed his temples irritably,

and the old butler were surprised that

out so soon? Has Mr. Wheeler

and it

frowned and asked

“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 proof what his eating. What do you think, Uncle Armand, you must not

Rylee bowed to Armand.

“Actually there are no dogs

lied to

all the huge dogs we raise are in

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

and grabbed the fruit to

suddenly

she sat up straight

old butler were silent and bowed their

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

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

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

not daring

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

You're here to be

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

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

Mr. Wheeler last night anyway! That

She was also hardworking!

a gorgeous face, a graceful figure,

watched Timothy

happened last night was

even look at Rylee and rushed out

clawed at the glass and looked out, she was relieved

she can finally calm down

night was so

was also a

rang. The old butler walked over to and pick it up. With the conversation of “Yes, yes” and “Yes,

the sofa, eyes closed,

tell whether she should cry or be

“Ms. Carroll?”

voice sounded beside

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

this is for you.” The old butler handed over

“Oh? For me? What?”

it, and

“When

Wheeler, and I then wrote down what he said.

viciously, “After all these businesses, and this is the final

old butler's eyelids

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

eyes and looked at the

were