Let's Get Married

Gladys doesn't mean to embarrass Lily, and Lily is not mad at her. She explains softly, "No, he is just a friend."

"I see." Gladys rubs her hair awkwardly. "Sorry for my mistake. It’s just that I never get the chance to meet your husband."

"It's okay." Lily smiles, "Pack up and get ready to go home."

"Yes!"

Lily feels tired after closing the shop. Dinner is ready at home, so Ryan offers to drive the mother and son back to the Imperial Villa. Before getting off, Lily invites him to dinner.

Ryan looks out above her shoulder at the gate, replying a moment later,

"Thanks, but I have something else to do."

"Just grab a bite before you go. You haven't eaten yet," Lily insists, feeling she owes him a favor for his help.

Ryan is persuaded and parks the car in the yard, following her inside.

Fanny has heard some stories about Ryan from Lily. Knowing that he has helped Lily a lot, she warmly greets him with the delicacies.

"Miss Lily, I wasn't informed about a visitor, so I just made four dishes and one soup. I wonder if this is enough?" Fanny is a little worried.

Lily hands the chopsticks to Ryan and answers, "It's fine, Fanny. He is a close friend. He won't mind."

"Good. Good."

Stir-fried lotus root slices, sweet and sour ribs, steamed fish, matsutake chicken soup, and Adair's favorite cashew nut and shrimp... The hot dishes, warm lights, and enchanting fragrance altogether give everyone a nice appetite.

takes the white porcelain bowl in front of Ryan, filling it with

this kind of greasy soup. He takes a glance at it and sees the yellow oil bubbles floating on the surface. However, for Lily's sake, he braces himself to take a sip. And it turns out different from what he imagined. Rich but not greasy, the tasty soup

is happy to hear that. "Then drink more. As much as you

but because Lily and Adair eat with him, which makes him feel like they

every day, they only have each other. A meal together from time to time

now... staring at the food in his bowl, Ryan

a small chat with Adair following the meal. Lily doesn't persuade him to stay. She walks him to his car in the yard and says, "Drive carefully. This is not London.

by the traffic police. Raising his eyebrows while glancing at the villa, he says, "Go inside.

and starts it. Then the Black Aston Martin drives quickly out of the courtyard and

...

around the streets aimlessly, reliving the scene of them having dinner again and

go,

of himself, and a force of inexplicable hostility runs wild in

parking the car by the roadside with

bottle of cold water and gulps it down outside the store. The chilly sensation it brings doesn't help

a bar across the

less than five seconds, he throws the

looks extravagant, especially his watch, which

sir. Do you have

him, saying arrogantly, "Give me

"No problem. Follow me."

of the grandstand on the second floor, which

does not

looks like a man who