Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 371

Larry nodded his head with self-assurance after said that.

Larry saw it on a TV show that Aunt Lee watched, where a big brother confessed to a big sister he liked, and then wiped the big sister's mouth very gently when they were having dinner...

And after Larry's voice fell, there was no sound on the other side of the line.

Larry had a puzzled look on his face as he called out to his father twice, "Daddy!"

There was still no response. When Larry was about to call his daddy for the third time, he found that the phone was hung up.

Larry pouted.

Daddy was so rude!

Then Larry put the phone back into his pocket and deftly stepped on the water. Then he pushed the door open. When he was almost at the door, Ryan also came in. Seeing him, he asked, "Larry, who were you talking to just now?"

He could vaguely hear the soft voice of a child inside.

"None!" Larry blinked his eyes.

He didn't lie, he wasn't talking to anyone, but was talking on the phone!

Hearing this, Ryan looked inside, but there was no one. He had been waiting outside and did not see anyone enter. Then he just thought that he was hallucinating. He led Larry to the sink and said, "Come on, let's wash your hands and go back!"

After roasting the remaining portion of the food, Ryan called the waiter over to pay the bill.

Larry at the table was the one who ate the most. He was sitting there, his belly bulging under his clothes.

Wendy stroked his belly to help him digest while looking gratefully across the table, "Ryan, thank you, you've been helping us with the grill. Larry and I are enjoying it all the time!"

"It's my pleasure to serve a beautiful woman and a lovely child!" Ryan's smile was deep.

When they left the restaurant, Ryan was offering to take them home first, but when they got to the side of the road, a white Land Rover suddenly braked and stopped in front of them before they could stop a cab.

The car speed was very fast, and it seemed to be in a hurry. Tires squealed on the ground when braking.

The door of the driver's seat opened and Charlie's tall figure appeared in sight.

"Daddy..."

Larry called Charlie softly, and he was very generous and not to blame his daddy for hanging up his phone.

When Wendy saw Charlie suddenly appear, she was shocked. "Charlie, why are you here?"

If she remembered correctly, she heard him call Farr in the morning. He seemed to have a full schedule today, and they were all too important to cancel.

"Come and get you home." Charlie's eyes swept over her face and he twitched his mouth.

Wendy gulped down a mouthful of saliva.

Although he said "you", his tone sounded like he was saying, "get my wife and son home".

"Don't you work?" Wendy bit her lip and said, "You can call Uncle Lee..."

"I can do that later." Charlie said in a calm voice.

"..." Well.

Charlie walked over, picked up his son, opened the back door, and placed his son in the safety seat. Then, he looked at her.

Seeing this, Wendy looked hesitantly at Ryan. "Ryan, where are you going next? Why don't you come with us?"

"No, I can stop a taxi. There are a lot of empty cars at this time." Ryan smiled and waved his hand.

In the middle of the conversation, an empty car pulled up, and as Ryan opened the door to get in, a quiet male voice suddenly sounded. "Mr. Ye!"

Ryan stopped and turned around to ask politely, "Mr. Hogg, what's the matter?"

Charlie put his arm on the car door and tugged at his thin lips, "I would like to go fishing with Mr. Ye again! It just so happens that I don't have a schedule tomorrow afternoon, so I was wondering if Mr. Ye would be willing to go." "Okay." Ryan was silent for two seconds, then nodded his head in agreement.

The white Land Rover drove all the way back to the villa courtyard, Charlie came out temporarily from the conference, so he had to go back.

When Wendy got out of the car, she hesitated and asked, "Charlie, do you really ask Ryan to go fishing?"

"Yes. Let's go together tomorrow." Charlie curled his lips.

Wendy nodded. For some reason, she had a strange feeling that she couldn't describe.

The next day at noon, Wendy received a phone call and walked out of the villa with Larry in tow.

As soon as they passed through the yard, the white Land Rover came from a far away distance. After it stopped, Charlie got out of the car and opened the rear door for the mother and son.

After they were sitting in, Charlie pulled his lips and asked, "Did you bring the lunchbox I asked you to prepare?"

"Yes, it's in the bag!" Wendy nodded and raised her hand.

She and Larry both had lunch because they were supposed to go to the fishing park in the afternoon. Charlie came from Hogg's Group and said he was busy and didn't have time to eat, so he asked her to bring him a lunchbox.

"Hmm." Charlie raised his eyebrows in satisfaction. An hour's drive away, when they arrived at the fishing park, Ryan had already arrived and was standing at the entrance to the lobby. After parking the car, they took the tools and headed for the shore.

It rained last night, and although the sun was shining, the temperature dropped a bit, and because they were close to the river, the wind was a bit strong, so it wasn't really suitable for fishing, but both men seemed to be in high spirits.

They went under the umbrella and each carried a low stool to sit down.

Ryan saw that Wendy didn't take the fishing rod and couldn't help but ask, "Wendy, you're not fishing today?"

"No, I'll just watch you guys fish!" Wendy shook her head and explained with a smile.

The last time she came to the fishing park, although she did it on a whim, the results were not very good, and in the end, she did not catch a single fish, so this time she simply did not participate, and just watched them fish with Larry.

"Alright." Ryan smiled as he tossed the fishing rod onto the surface of the river.

Charlie did the same thing, but when he was done, he reached out his hand to her and said, "Where's the lunchbox you prepared for me?"

"Here..." Wendy was stunned but answered.

She bowed her head and brought out the insulated lunch box in her bag and handed it over to him.

"And you cooked two dishes for me?" Charlie took the lunch box and opened it. He raised his eyebrows and continued to say, "Stir fried cucumber and shrimp, sweet and sour pork ribs. Well, it smells good." "..." Wendy pursed her lips.

She didn't make them for him. It was just that whatever she and Larry ate at noon, she put some into it for him...

For some reason, she felt that Charlie had said those words on purpose.

Wendy looked awkwardly at Ryan beside Charlie. "Well, Charlie didn't have time to eat at noon, so I brought it all the way here. I've put a lot into it. Ryan, do you want some too?"

"No, thanks, I had lunch." Ryan smiled as he shook his head.

As soon as Ryan's voice fell, Charlie's quiet voice resounded again, "Wendy, bring me the water."

"Oh." Wendy glanced at the mineral water bottle beside her feet.

As soon as the water bottle was handed over, Charlie continued, "And tissues."

Wendy bit her lip.