Chapter 73
Wolf President Hooks Up
âI really canât eat anymore, Iâm too full! I donât want to eat!â
âOh, you really donât want to eat anymore.â 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.
âThen Iâll eat the remaining, it will be a pity to throw it away.â
âNo way!â Oliver suddenly yelled, shocking Elaine.
âWhy not? You still want to eat it?â
âI, I donât want to eat it...â
âSince you donât want to eat it, then Iâll finish it, the weatherâs quite warm, it would be a waste to not eat it.â
âNo! You shouldnât eat it!â Oliver sighed, scratched his hair, and said, âMy subordinate hasnât eaten yet, save it for him. Donât eat it.â
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 wouldnât let her taste a fewâProfiteer, oh, profiteer.
âOh! I should leave now. Iâm running late. I have to reach the office before half-past one in the afternoon, Iâve not finished one more job. Besides, it would take a long time to take the bus. Then, have a good rest, Master Young, Iâll make a move first.â
Oliverâs face collapsed and didnât persuade much and nodded sadly, âThen youâll visit me at night.â
âAt night? I canât do it at night, Iâm going to work at Y Nightclub.â
âCome on, Iâll give Fifth Brother a call, and let you take a day off without deducting your salary. This will work, right?â
Elaine frowned. It wasnât about the salary if she didnât go Y Nightclub. It was just that the tips there were high, and she wouldnât be able to earn tips she didnât go.
âOh, let me see, Iâll call you again then, okay?â
âOkay. You... You head back soon, be careful on the road.â Elaine grinned, nodded, and left carrying her bag.
Wow, she didnât 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. His eyes were teary, and his head was dizzy from the vomiting.
His men came in, startled, shouted while running over, âMaster, whatâs wrong? Whatâs wrong with you?â
It took Oliver a while to catch his breath, waved his hand weakly, and took the towel to wipe his mouth. He groaned in pain, âThat wonton... was saltier than salted vegetables...â
âHow many did you eat?â
Oliverâs face cramped, âAbout ten.â
âHuh! If it was so bad, why did you eat so many? This is bad, what if you get gastroenteritis?â
âHaha, you donât understand... Even if that wonton was poison, I have to eat it. My woman made it meticulously... There are still wontons in the flask, throw it away as soon as possible.â
âMaster, why do you bother? That Miss Elaine is too much, she canât be trusted to even do one thing right, she can actually make it worst just by cooking for you.â
âShut up! What do you know! Even if I die of poison, Iâm happy too. Get lost, donât hang around in front of me, itâs annoying. Also, get the chef at home to cook me some food and bring it over.â
âYes, Master.â
When the man walked out of the ward, he met a nurse and couldnât help complain, âwhat kind of fate does our Master have, why did he meet such a young lady? The one that just left did you see? Thatâs the girl our Young Master likes a lot recently.
She brought lunch over this afternoon, and guess what? The wonton she made was saltier than salted vegetables, almost killed our Young Master with salt! We can say that our Young Master has never been suffered since young. His temper was terrible and was unrestrained.
But I donât know whatâs wrong, he had to meet this Miss Elaine, and our Young Master was so well-behaved. Our Young Master eats the food she cooked. Young Master even said that even if it was poison, he would take it if she gave it to him.
Isnât it incredible, there was still such a woman who deserved a beating! Isnât she purely harming our Young Master? The Young Masterâs head was injured by her, and now she is causing our Young Master to vomit.â
Just as he was talking happily, someone joined in from behind, and curiously asked, âWho is so bold and even dared to harm our Master Young? Iâll find someone to shovel him!!!â
The guy who was talking wildly was startled, jumped up immediately, bowed his head respectfully, and said, âOh, isnât this Master Lee? Youâve come?â
Lucas had just 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, âTell me, who provoked your Young Master?â
âOh, itâs still that Miss Elaine, she had brought lunch for our Young Master, and it was too salty and made our Young Master vomited for quite a while.â
âOh?â Lucas opened his eyes wide, and his face was as if he was listening to a book from heaven, âThereâs such a rare thing? Haha... Oliver, that guy is going to fall into the hands of a woman. Hahahaha... Good, good, Iâll go in and see his sorry look. Hahaha... Itâs too interesting.â
The corner of the manâs mouth twitched. How could he still laugh when someone was uncomfortable.
Lucas leaned against the door, slightly drunk, and shook the lunch box in his hand with a smile.
âMaster Oliver, Iâve delivered your food, why, does the Young Master look so uncomfortable? Why is that eyebrow frowning so hard? Oh, which cruel thief provoked our handsome Master Oliver? Hey, kid, whatâs that expression on your face, donât tell me, you donât want to see me.â
Lucas laughed out and walked with his long legs to Oliverâs side. Jabbing his fingers against Oliverâs forehead, jokingly, âWhatâs wrong? Really donât want to see me? Then Iâll leave with your specially prepared meal.â
Oliver then hit Lucasâs hands away, couldnât help laughing and cursing, âWho do you think you are? A seventeen or eighteen-year-old young girl?
Why do I have to see you? Didnât 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 me food.â
Although Oliverâs face was sick-looking because of nausea and was a little pale, his small face was still attractive.
Lucas sat on the sofa and sloppily placed his long legs forward. He took a cigarette and threw one to Oliver first, then ignited it and took a few deep breaths. After breathing out a few ring smokes comfortably, Lucas said, âI heard that your little girlfriend came over. And brought you food? Not bad, arenât you making good progress? She actually brought over a lunch full of love for you.â
Lucas did not mention about the salted wontons. Oliver was proud, and if he exposed his little girlfriendâs lousy cooking skills, this kid would probably turn hostile.
âHaha...â Oliver was laughing with bliss and inhaled a few mouthfuls of smoke. His mouth was numb, and the stomach, which was uncomfortable earlier, gradually became better.
Wolf President Hooks Up ï¤Chapter 72: Feeding âOf course, donât you see who I am. Iâm the Young Master Young who specializes in collecting honey from flowers! Can that little girl run away from my palm? Hey, Lucas, you can prepare that horse of yours, at that time, Iâll bring my girlfriend to your house and ride the horse.â
âHaha, okay. Iâll wash the horse clean for you, the new owner. What tasty food did your little girlfriend make for you?â
When he was asked about lunch, Oliverâs expression paled uncontrollably. His heart began to think of the salty wonton...
Oliver couldnât help but shook all over and said, âWonton. Chicken wonton soup. It was wrapped beautifully, and at first glance, it looked meticulously done.â
Lucas deliberately smirked and asked, âOh... So, itâs chicken wonton soup, not bad. Is there any left? Let me try.â
Oliverâs face turned pale in panic. âDidnât you just eat at the restaurant? Why are you eating so much, do you want to grow yourself into a sumo?
Donât eat it, itâs not good for your health.â
My God, Lucas has never been so greedy before, whatâs wrong with him today? He wants to eat the wonton as soon as he came. He shouldnât be allowed to eat. He would find the problem as soon as he eats it. Then he would laugh at him and say that his girlfriend was clumsy.
âLucas!!!â Oliver called out suddenly.
Lucas was so scared that he widened his eyes and looked at him, âWhatâs the matter? Iâm so near to you. Do you have to use such a loud voice?
Whatâs the matter, say something, at least?â
Oliver said with a little panic, âOh, itâs just... itâs just... those wontons, I plan to give my assistant to eat it, but did not expect...â
Oliver cursed his subordinate in his heart, âThis fool, why were the wontons still on the table when he had asked him to throw it away as soon as possible? What the hell was this kid doing? It was annoying him!!!â
âHahahaha...â Lucas really couldnât hold back anymore and was laughing while tilting forward and backward. Pointing at Oliver with his fingers, and scolded while laughing, âBrat, continue to pretend! Since when have you been so empathetic? I know! Isnât that just the meal your little girlfriend made for you? You canât bear for me to eat it. Right? I understand! Just that... Oliver, weâve never been so dedicated.
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