Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 315

The plastic tank, which was used to store fish, shook and made quite a noise.

The two people who were teaching and learning were both shocked, and even Larry, who was next to them, was also shocked.

Charlie sat down, and his deep eyes never stopped staring at her. He didn't hide the coldness in his eyes at all. It was already a warm spring day, but it made people feel cold.

It felt awkward to be stared at, even for someone with the greatest stability.

"Well!" Ryan cleared his throat and loosened his grip. "Wendy, it's just like what I taught you. You can try first, ask me again if you don't know how. It's not difficult. You just need to calm down and that's all!"

"Okay..." Wendy nodded her head.

She held Larry with one hand and the fishing rod with the other.

The gaze next to her that having a strong sense of presence finally disappeared for the time being. From the corner of her eyes, she could see that with a flick of his strong arm, the rod was flung over the river, and the float floated on it as the ripples of the water spread out.

For a moment, the riverbank was quiet.

Ryan was right. The most important thing about fishing was to calm one's heart. Right now, the only thing they could do was to quietly wait for the rods to move, and it's a test of patience.

Wendy secretly glanced sideways.

Charlie was sitting there with his legs spread wide apart, his elbow on his knee, and he looked at the float on the river. But it wasn't long before his brow getting furrowed.

She was not surprised. It seemed that she had known it would be like this.

Charlie was not a very patient person, and activities like fishing were not suitable for him. Something more bloodthirsty like shooting or billiards would suit him better.

Withdrawing her gaze, Wendy could not calm down either.

After Charlie joined them, she became the one sitting in the middle, surrounded by two men, and felt uncomfortable all the time. Fortunately, she still had Larry by her side.

Wendy couldn't help but hug Larry even tighter.

The river's shaking. There's a fish on the hook. Ryan smiled at her as he reeled it in. "Wendy, I think I've caught a fish!"

"Really?" Wendy hurried over.

It was a carp of about two pounds, which was picked up and placed in a plastic bucket and swam freely.

Wendy said in surprise, "This fish is quite big..." "Hehe, not bad!" Ryan laughed.

Charlie, who was still in the same position, gave a cold snort with a disdainful expression.

Wendy bit her lip and tried to comfort him by saying, "Urn, Charlie, don't worry, you should be able to catch one soon..."

Charlie gave her a sidelong glance, with an arrogant look on his face. "I'll show you what big fish is later."

"..." Well, that would be fine.

Silence returned to the riverbank. Wendy felt her grip on the rod go numb and it did not move a little for a long time. Just as she was about to place her rod on the support, Ryan's rod moved again.

It seemed to be very heavy. Ryan leaned back and said, "Wendy, can you help me get the bucket?"

Wendy walked over and saw that the bouncing carp is being unhooked from the hook.

"Ah, Ryan, you've caught another one!" She couldn't help sighing.

"I didn't expect this either. Perhaps I'm more fortunate today!" Ryan said very humbly.

"It looks much better than that one!" Wendy squatted beside the plastic bucket and held Larry's hand, trying to get him to touch it. "Do you want to touch it, Larry?"