Wolf President Hooks Up

Chapter 73: Young Master, What Fate Is This

“I really can’t eat anymore, I’m too full! I don’t want to eat!”

“Oh, you really don’t want to eat anymore.” Elaine craned her neck and looked into the flask, oh gosh, there were so many leftovers. With her eyes, she could see there were at least two bowls left.

“Then I’ll eat the remaining, it will be a pity to throw it away.”

“No way!” Oliver suddenly yelled, shocking Elaine.

“Why not? You still want to eat it?”

“I, I don’t want to eat it…”

“Since you don’t want to eat it, then I’ll finish it, the weather’s quite warm, it would be a waste to not eat it.”

“No! You shouldn’t eat it!” Oliver sighed, scratched his hair, and said, “My subordinate hasn’t eaten yet, save it for him. Don’t eat it.”

Elaine had no choice but to put down the spoon. Glanced at Oliver. Humph, it turned out that rich people were stingy too. Even a few wontons were in his eyes and wouldn’t let her taste a few—Profiteer, oh, profiteer.

“Oh! I should leave now. I’m running late. I have to reach the office before half-past one in the afternoon, I’ve not finished one more job. Besides, it would take a long time to take the bus. Then, have a good rest, Master Young, I’ll make a move first.”

Oliver’s face collapsed and didn’t persuade much and nodded sadly, “Then you’ll visit me at night.”

“At night? I can’t do it at night, I’m going to work at Y Nightclub.”

“Come on, I’ll give Fifth Brother a call, and let you take a day off without deducting your salary. This will work, right?”

Elaine frowned. It wasn’t about the salary if she didn’t go Y Nightclub. It was just that the tips there were high, and she wouldn’t be able to earn tips she didn’t go.

“Oh, let me see, I’ll call you again then, okay?”

back soon, be careful on the road.” Elaine grinned, nodded, and left carrying her

think that the clingy Master Young would let her go so smoothly. So lucky! How would she know that as soon as she stepped out, Oliver jumped off the hospital bed? He ran to the washroom and laid beside the toilet, vomiting hard. Basically, all the wonton he had swallowed was vomited out.

running over, “Master, what’s wrong? What’s wrong

weakly, and took the towel to wipe his mouth. He

many did

cramped,

eat so many?

Even if that wonton was poison, I have to eat it. My woman made it meticulously… There are still wontons in

trusted to even do one thing right, she can actually make

don’t hang around in front of me,

“Yes, Master.”

complain, “what kind of fate does our Master have, why did he meet such a young

made was saltier than salted vegetables, almost killed our Young Master with salt! We can say that our

the food she cooked. Young Master even said

deserved a beating! Isn’t she purely harming our Young Master? The Young Master’s head was injured by her, and now she is causing our Young Master to

was talking happily, someone joined in from behind, and curiously asked, “Who is so bold and even dared

jumped up immediately, bowed his head respectfully, and said, “Oh, isn’t

eaten at a business lunch and had drunk red and white wine. He was about 60% drunk with a stomach full of alcohol. With a sinister smile, he asked, “Tell me, who provoked your Young

our Young Master, and it was too salty and made our Young Master

listening to a book from heaven, “There’s such a rare thing? Haha… Oliver, that guy is going to fall into the hands of a woman. Hahahaha… Good, good, I’ll go

corner of the man’s mouth twitched. How could he still laugh when

against the door, slightly drunk, and shook the lunch box in

that eyebrow frowning so hard? Oh, which cruel thief provoked our handsome Master Oliver? Hey, kid, what’s that expression

side. Jabbing his fingers against Oliver’s forehead, jokingly, “What’s wrong?

see you? Didn’t you just bring me a meal? And here you are bragging. Let me tell you, this Young Master not only had lunch, and it was a warm branded lunch with a super high standard! My little girl came to bring

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