Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 372

Wendy had to pull out a tissue and hand it over to Charlie.

But she didn't expect that Charlie would be so bold as to grab her hand directly and touch her palm with his rough finger.

Not only was there Larry, but also Ryan was still watching...

Wendy glanced at Charlie in embarrassment, pulling back her hands in a hurry and putting it behind her back.

Fearing that Charlie would come up with all sorts of demands next, she got up with Larry and excused herself. "Well, you two take your time fishing, I'll take Larry to walk around in the front..."

After Wendy and Larry left, only Charlie and Ryan were left under the umbrella.

Charlie slowly finished his meal and put down his lunchbox, then focused on fishing like Ryan next to him.

Charlie moved the fishing rod in his hand and suddenly said slowly, "Mr. Ye, you seem to be particularly interested in my area."

How could Ryan not understand the meaning behind Charlie's words? First, he was shocked by Charlie's perceptiveness, and then he smiled and did not escape the subjet. Similarly, he gave a meaningful response, "Everyone likes good girls." "Heh heh." Charlie let out two soft chuckles.

Since Charlie had already brought it up, Ryan paused for a moment before taking the initiative to say, 1 feel that it's not gentlemanly behavior to use a child to tie up her."

"I never considered myself a gentleman." Charlie curled his lips and narrowed his deep eyes, looking at the float on the river. "However, there are a lot of things that you understand too superficially, you think it's a tie, but you don't know that it's her inner choice. Actually, it's just like fishing, the bait is there for the willing to take."

"Well, it seems I got one."

Suddenly, Charlie raised his eyebrows and said.

Indeed, ripples could be seen on the surface of the river, and he threw his arm back and lifted his rod, and a lively fish was caught at once.

Charlie looked sideways and said meaningfully, "Mr. Ye, as I said, the bait is there for the willing to take!"

When Charlie caught a big fish again, Wendy just happened to come back with Larry.

"Daddy, you've caught a fish!"

After seeing it, Larry ran up excitedly.

Charlie couldn't hide his complacency. He raised his eyebrows at her and said, "Wendy, come and see how big it is?"

"It's quite big..." Wendy nodded sincerely.

When she looked to the side again, she asked in surprise, "Ryan, haven't you caught one yet?"

"Not yet." Ryan shook his head awkwardly. There seemed to be a big difference from last time, things were different. Charlie had a lazy look in his eyes, and his bucket was so full of fish! On the contrary, Ryan who was adept at fishing, didn't catch a single one today.

Wendy could not help comforting Ryan. "It may be a little windy today, not too good for fishing!"

"It could be!" Ryan pushed up his spectacles.

Wendy was afraid that Ryan would feel uncomfortable, so she walked over and said, "Ryan, I'll get you some more bait, and you can put in two more, I think that will attract fish more easily!" "Okay!" Ryan smiled and pulled his fishing rod up.

Wendy squatted down. Just as she was about to help Ryan hang up the bait, Charlie suddenly said, "Larry doesn't seem to feel well."

"Not feeling well?" She was shocked.

Turning her head to look over, and sure enough, Larry, who had been playing with the fish, was holding his hands over his stomach, and the features on his small, pink face were twisted together in pain. Wendy hurried forward and asked worriedly, "Sweety, what's wrong? Are you having a stomachache?"

Larry lowered his head and groaned in discomfort.

Seeing this, Wendy was even more panicked. She subconsciously turned to look at Charlie and unconsciously grabbed his arm. "Charlie, what should I do? Larry seems to have a stomachache!" "Don't worry." Charlie put down his fishing rod. He looked down at his son and said in a calm voice, "Maybe it's because of the river wind, and he just drank too much cold water. Let's take him to the indoor lounge now and ask the waiter for some hot water and medicine!"

Charlie raised his hand to help her tuck the hair that was falling down by her ear after said that.

His movements were natural and intimate.

Hearing what he said, Wendy felt a little relieved. She nodded immediately and said, "Okay! I'll take him in now!"

"I'll hold him." Charlie took Larry from her hand.

Wendy listened to him like a little wife and couldn't think of anything else at this time, and was full of concern for Larry.

Charlie took all of this into his eyes but didn't show anything on his face. He turned back to Ryan and said apologetically, "Excuse me."

Ryan, who stood up on the river bank, nodded and squeezed out an unnatural smile. He raised his hand and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose. He could only watch them holding their son and leaving quickly. The picture of a family of three was so harmonious that he could not do anything about it.

When they arrived at the lounge, Wendy hurried to ask for some hot water from the waiter.

When she walked away, Larry, who was curled up on the couch in pain, raised his head and pouted at the man sitting next to him, complaining, "Daddy is so bad!" "You think?" Charlie crossed his long legs. "You let me lie to Wendy on purpose!" Larry pointed out softly with a disdainful expression on his face. "It's wrong to lie to her! If Wendy knew, she would be angry with me!"

Charlie watched his son, heard his son's righteous words and asked, "Do you want Uncle Ye to steal your Wendy?"

"No!" Larry shook his head like a rattle drum, and then he obediently shut his mouth and stopped talking.

Soon, the sound of hurried footsteps came from far away. Charlie put down his crossed legs, turned sideways to face his son, and pretended to pat his son with a frown. "The hot water is coming!"

Wendy ran back with a sad face, panting, "What should we do? I've just asked all over, and there's no medicine for stomach, and we can't just give a kid anything like painkillers..." Larry, who was being fed hot water by his father, said softly at this time, "Wendy, I don't feel the pain anymore!"

"You do?" Wendy asked in surprise. She didn't expect the hot water to be so magical!

"Yes!" Larry nodded.

Wendy held her son in her lap with uncertainty, carefully observing his little face and appearance. Larry seemed to have really gotten better and didn't look like he's in any pain. She pursed her lips and looked at Charlie with concern. "Is there really no need to go to the hospital?"

"Yes." Charlie answered with certainty.

Wendy hesitated and nodded. She looked at her son again and saw that he had flexibly climbed down from her legs.

She was finally relieved, then remembered to ask, "Well, where's Ryan?"

"The staff just came to tell me that Ryan suddenly had gone back." Charlie explained.

"Oh." Wendy nodded.

She thought to herself that Ryan was not such an unscrupulous person, and if he left, there must be something important.

Charlie suddenly said, "There are guest rooms in the back resort. The staff just said there gonna be a firework display tonight. We will stay here for the night."

"Staying here?" Wendy was stunned. It was completely out of the plan.

"Yes." Charlie nodded.

Wendy frowned. She knew that there was a resort behind the fishing park, she saw it the last time she came here.

When she wanted to refute, Larry rushed to her knees and said with star-like eyes, "I want to watch the fireworks."

Wendy had to swallow back the words that were already on the tip of her tongue.

Next, the family of three carried the fish and went to the small European-style house behind. When they entered the front hall, the reception lady said apologetically, "Sorry, there is only one room left!"