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

went out like this, would Uncle Armand let the dog

eat the lunch happily and comfortably, he would make the

understand me? I want you to get

and pushed Rylee's

pack

his temples irritably, shoving all the books on the desk

the old butler were surprised that

come out so soon? Has Mr.

plate, and it seemed that

frowned and asked Rylee,

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.

“Actually there are no dogs

You lied to

huge dogs we raise

will never believe what you say in the future.

leaned on the sofa and grabbed

door to the study suddenly opened

so frightened that she sat up straight and stopped eating the

Armand and the old butler

get the car ready, I'll go

in the future? Why are

Armand looked puzzled.

“Cut the crap!”

head, not daring to

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

“You? You're here to

then stammered and retorted, “I, I am not

admitted that she really didn't do much work

with Mr. Wheeler last night

She was also hardworking!

into a formal suit and went downstairs, with a gorgeous face, a graceful

watched Timothy coming

she reminded herself once again: what happened last night was more beneficial

even look at Rylee and rushed out

looked out, she was relieved until she saw Timothy's luxury

she can finally

was so dreamy and

a thorn in

With the conversation of “Yes, yes” and

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

couldn't even tell whether she should cry or

“Ms. Carroll?”

voice sounded beside

her eyes, “Oh? Is

this is for you.” The old butler handed over a piece of

“Oh? For me? What?”

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

teeth, “When did

Wheeler, and I then wrote down what he said. Mr. Wheeler said, he wanted you to do that based on the

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

old butler's eyelids

dare was Ms. Carroll call their Mr. Wheeler by the title

her eyes and looked at the paper

requirements were written