Wolf President Hooks Up
Chapter 557: Ate the Cream on Her Face

Rylee only realized what she did after a few seconds. She screamed and pushed Manfred away. Then, she kept wiping her lips with the back of her hand.

"This is so messed up! How did it happen? You, stay away from me!" Rylee was embarrassed and pissed. She kept kicking Manfred and tried to keep him away from her. At the same time, she was still wiping her lips. Manfred chuckled, "It's not a kiss. What's with that reaction?"

Rylee glared at Manfred and looked pissed. She wasn't an easy girl. How can her lips touch a man's chin? It felt disgusting.

"You're dirty."

"No, I'm not. I cleanse my face every morning. I promise."

"I don't need your promises. Stay away from me, please. You're bugging me."

Manfred continued smiling. He looked at Rylee, "Did anyone tell you that you're a bad-tempered person? You kissed me first, and you're the one who got angry?"

Ugh, why did he keep mentioning it?

It wasn't a kiss! No way!

Rylee was so mad that she was going to pass out. She rolled her eyes, "It wasn't a kiss! My lips accidentally touched your chin! Touched! I didn't kiss you!"

Manfred wiped his chin with the back of his hand, "Hmm? You didn't put on lipsticks? Why are your lips red then?"

Rylee blushed, and she bit her lips, "I'm not telling you."

Why did I have to answer your question? Who are you?

"I see. You went for lip enhancement?"

"I didn't. I was born with it!"

Rylee was tricked.

Manfred laughed brightly, "Wow, you're born with it. What a natural beauty." Rylee rolled her eyes and muttered, "What an idiot. Keep laughing for nothing." However, Rylee laughed as well after a few seconds.

"I should hit you harder yesterday to shut your mouth from all the nonsense."

Manfred smiled at Rylee, "You're wrong. I'm a person with the least nonsense among my friends. Oh, but of course, there's a guy cooler than me. He's basically an ice mountain. He usually won't be the one who starts a conversation. Hey, there's some sand in your heels. Let me help you."

...

Rylee and Manfred became friends.

Manfred helped Rylee got rid of the sand in her heels, then he squatted down and put on Rylee's heels for her.

Rylee looked down, and she saw Manfred showered under the sunlight. He looked surreal.

Suddenly, Rylee's heart skipped a beat.

She felt warm.

Rylee recalled a scene where she sat on the little bench in front of their house, and her mother would squat down and put on her shoes for her.

Rylee felt blissful back then. She would reach out her legs and kicked around so that her mother couldn't put on shoes for her properly. However, Rylee's mother was a gentle person. She always smiled and gently held on to Rylee's feet to put on shoes for her. A smile appeared in Rylee's eyes.

Manfred turned and looked at Rylee under the sunlight.

Rylee looked like a fairy in fairy tales.

Manfred's heart was racing.

"What are you two doing?" A girl shouted. Manfred and Rylee recovered from thoughts.

Caroline looked pissed. She sized Manfred and Rylee up and questioned them, "Rylee, what are you trying to do? You're not handicap. Why did you ask someone else to put on your shoes for you? Ah, you're so good at seducing men. Like mother like daughter." Rylee squinted her eyes. She stood up and glared at Caroline, "What did you just say? I dare you to repeat!"

Rylee clenched her fists and was ready to beat Caroline up.

Caroline was a little startled by Rylee's fierce-looking face. However, she continued teasing Ryle, "Why did you ask him to put on shoes for you? The guests are going to gossip about it if they see it. Furthermore, Manfred is an elder. You should respect him as one." Manfred didn't look happy to hear what Caroline said, "Caroline, don't say that. I'm not an elder. Instead, we're a family."

Rylee quickly turned and stared at Manfred in doubt, "An elder? Who are you?"

Manfred didn't answer Rylee and replaced his awkwardness with a smile.

Caroline said, "Haven't you heard? Manfred is one of us now, and he is an elder. His sister is going to be our new mother from today onwards. So, I think we should all call Manfred 'uncle'." "Uncle?" Rylee sized Manfred up in shock.

This gentle guy is Rylee's uncle?

The brother of Rylee's new mother?

It was way too dramatic.

"Rylee, listen to me..." Manfred tried to explain.

Rylee sneered. She left and said coldly, "There's nothing else to talk about now. Uncle."

Rylee stressed the word 'uncle'.

Manfred frowned and watched Rylee left. Caroline walked over quietly and held Manfred's arm. She said sweetly, "Manfred, let's go. The wedding ceremony is going to start soon." Manfred looked at Caroline's hand on his arm. He let go of Caroline and walked away.

Caroline got left behind. She stumped her feet in anger.

"Rylee, how dare you tried to steal Manfred away from me? I'm going to tear you into pieces!"

...

The Carroll sisters stood behind Brook and played as his blissful and supportive family members.

Was that woman, who looked around forty years old, Manfred's sister?

She looked pretty.

Rylee stood behind the crowd and watched coldly as if she was just a bypasser.

Mother, look at the man you loved. He found a new lover one year after you passed away.

He wasn't sincere to you at all.

After the ceremony, it was time for the guest to chatter and enjoy their food.

Brook wasn't young anymore. So, he didn't plan to go travelling on the wedding day. He was going to take a rest before departing.

Brook hugged his newly wedded wife and toasted guests. He looked happy.

Rylee was eating a piece of cake in frustration. She saw Joseph chatting with two women from far. Ugh, Joseph was such a pervert. He couldn't leave the ladies alone at all.

"Did you know that the director of Royal Group is a friend of the bride?"

"Really? The Royal Group?"

"Rumour has it that he is close to the bride's family. He came to congratulate the bride. It's such an honour to have the director of Royal Group in her wedding."

"Did you know that the Royal Group is so wealthy that no one knows how much they owed?"

"It'd going to be so lucky to marry the director of Royal Group. I heard that he's a super good looking guy."

"I'm not looking for marriage, but it'd be lucky if I could become his lover. Rumour has it that even the Princess of England fell in love with him. Royal Group had their principles. They rejected the Princess of England. What a legendary move!" A few girls gossiped behind Rylee in excitement.

Royal Group? She had heard too much about the name.

"Silly girls. Does it mean that a guy is a good person if all he has was a good-looking face and money? Naïve."

Rylee continued eating her cake grumpily.

"The cake looked delicious. It seems like you enjoyed it," a man approached Rylee out of a sudden.

"What?" Rylee looked up in curiosity. Then, she was stunned.

Rylee recognized the man in the sunglasses right away.

"Mr...Mr. Wheeler?" Rylee sounded frightened, and her voice was shaking, "Why are you here?"

Did Mr. Wheeler come to ask for money from her? He purposely came on Brook's wedding day?

A Bugatti!

Who knew how much was the repairing cost of a Bugatti?

The tall and handsome Timothy stared at Rylee, who got cream all over her face. He almost laughed out loud. This girl was so funny. How did she get those creams on her face while eating cakes? Rylee stared at Timothy with her big round eyes. She looked adorable. Too cute.

A light smile appeared on Timothy's face. Did he smile? "Seems like you're enjoying it. Is it good?"

At the same time, Timothy put out a finger and wiped some cream off Rylee's face. Then, he put the finger in his mouth and tasted the cream he got from Rylee's face. "Yoghurt."

Rylee was shocked by what Timothy did.

He...he ate creams off of her face!

Rylee's heartbeat was so fast that she thought she was going to die.

"It...It was alright..." Rylee couldn't pretend anymore. She blushed and stuttered, "Mr. Wheeler, do...do you want another one? I...can go and get it for you."

"Nah, I'm not hungry. Here you go."

Timothy said in a cool tone. Then, he handed Rylee a piece of a serviette.

...

Rylee was confused, "What is it for?"

Rylee didn't understand why Timothy gave her the serviette. She wasn't sniffling.

Mr. Wheeler was strange.

Timothy frowned, "Wipe your face."

"What? Oh..." Rylee then realized her dirty face. She took the serviette and rubbed her face on the serviette.

If the Carroll sisters wiped their face like how Rylee wiped hers, they were going to look like a ghost because of all the makeup they put onto their face.

However, Rylee never put on any makeup. Her face looked even more translucent after cleaning it. She looked attractive.

The sunglasses on Timothy's face shielded his expression from Rylee. Rylee didn't get to read what Timothy was thinking.

Rylee peeked at Timothy. She frowned and said softly, "Mr. Wheeler..."

Timothy immediately felt a migraine when he heard Rylee called him 'Mr. Wheeler'.

Did Rylee think he was an old man?

"I'm only twenty-six this year," Timothy rarely spoke for himself, but he wanted to explain to Rylee that he wasn't an old man. He was only twenty-six. Twenty-six years old. The time when a man was in his best shape!

"Oh, the twenty-six years old Mr. Wheeler," Rylee was a little confused, "No, that's not what I wanted to say. I wanted to tell you that..."

Rylee looked around, then held Timothy's arms and went hiding in some corner.