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?"

"Okay. You... You head back soon, be careful on the road." Elaine grinned, nodded, and left carrying her bag.

Wow, she didn't 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, "Master, what's wrong? What's wrong with you?"

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, "That wonton... was saltier than salted vegetables..."

"How many did you eat?"

Oliver's face cramped, "About ten."

"Huh! If it was so bad, why did you eat so many? This is bad, what if you get gastroenteritis?"

"Haha, you don't 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."

"Master, why do you bother? That Miss Elaine is too much, she can't be trusted to even do one thing right, she can actually make it worst just by cooking for you."

"Shut up! What do you know! Even if I die of poison, I'm happy too. Get lost, don't hang around in front of me, it's annoying. Also, get the chef at home to cook me some food and bring it over."

"Yes, Master."

When the man walked out of the ward, he met a nurse and couldn't help complain, "what kind of fate does our Master have, why did he meet such a young lady? The one that just left did you see? That's 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 don't know what's 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.

Isn't it incredible, there was still such a woman who 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 vomit."

Just as he was talking happily, someone joined in from behind, and curiously asked, "Who is so bold and even dared to harm our Master Young? I'll replace someone to shovel him!!!"

The guy who was talking wildly was startled, jumped up immediately, bowed his head respectfully, and said, "Oh, isn't this Master Lee? You've come?"

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, "Tell me, who provoked your Young Master?"

"Oh, it's 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."

"Oh?" Lucas opened his eyes wide, and his face was as if he was 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 in and see his sorry look. Hahaha... It's too interesting."

The corner of the man's 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.

"Master Oliver, I've 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, what's that expression on your face, don't tell me, you don't want to see me."

Lucas laughed out and walked with his long legs to Oliver's side. Jabbing his fingers against Oliver's forehead, jokingly, "What's wrong? Really don't want to see me? Then I'll leave with your specially prepared meal."

Oliver then hit Lucas's hands away, couldn't help laughing and cursing, "Who do you think you are? A seventeen or eighteen-year-old young girl? Why do I have to 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 me food."

Although Oliver's 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, "I heard that your little girlfriend came over. And brought you food? Not bad, aren't you making good progress? She actually brought over a lunch full of love for you."

Lucas did not mention about the salted wontons. Oliver was proud, and if he exposed his little girlfriend's lousy cooking skills, this kid would probably turn hostile.

"Haha..." 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.

"Of course, don't you see who I am. I'm 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, I'll bring my girlfriend to your house and ride the horse." "Haha, okay. I'll wash the horse clean for you, the new owner. What tasty food did your little girlfriend make for you?"

When he was asked about lunch, Oliver's expression paled uncontrollably. His heart began to think of the salty wonton...

Oliver couldn't help but shook all over and said, "Wonton. Chicken wonton soup. It was wrapped beautifully, and at first glance, it looked meticulously done."

Lucas deliberately smirked and asked, "Oh... So, it's chicken wonton soup, not bad. Is there any left? Let me try."

Oliver's face turned pale in panic. "Didn't you just eat at the restaurant? Why are you eating so much, do you want to grow yourself into a sumo? Don't eat it, it's not good for your health."

My God, Lucas has never been so greedy before, what's wrong with him today? He wants to eat the wonton as soon as he came. He shouldn't be allowed to eat. He would replace the problem as soon as he eats it. Then he would laugh at him and say that his girlfriend was clumsy.

"Lucas!!!" Oliver called out suddenly.

Lucas was so scared that he widened his eyes and looked at him, "What's the matter? I'm so near to you. Do you have to use such a loud voice? What's the matter, say something, at least?"

Oliver said with a little panic, "Oh, it's just... it's just... those wontons, I plan to give my assistant to eat it, but did not expect..."

Oliver cursed his subordinate in his heart, "This 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!!!"

"Hahahaha..." Lucas really couldn't hold back anymore and was laughing while tilting forward and backward. Pointing at Oliver with his fingers, and scolded while laughing, "Brat, continue to pretend! Since when have you been so empathetic? I know! Isn't that just the meal your little girlfriend made for you? You can't bear for me to eat it. Right? I understand! Just that... Oliver, we've never been so dedicated.0000