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.

the white porcelain bowl in front of Ryan, filling it

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 invites him to give it another go.

As much as you like, actually.

Not only because he has longed for home-cooked food, but because Lily and Adair eat with him, which makes him feel like

they only have each other. A meal together from time to time provides

the food

doesn't persuade him to stay. She walks him to his car in the yard and says, "Drive carefully. This is not London.

hear," he answers casually. Actually, he is not someone to be bothered by the traffic police.

steps into the car and starts it. Then the Black Aston Martin drives quickly out of the courtyard and disappears into the night. Lily only enters the

...

them having dinner again and again,

let go,

himself, and a force

is dry-mouthed and miffed, parking the car by the roadside with a swing of its

The chilly sensation it brings doesn't help

a bar across the

the bottle into the trash can and strides

looks extravagant, especially his watch, which probably is worth more than his house. What a

greets him, "Hello, sir. Do you have

look at him, saying arrogantly, "Give me the best

"No problem. Follow me."

him to the best VIP seat of the grandstand on the second floor, which costs 50,000 yuan. That much money is

second floor. He does not strike people as

but aloof, he looks like a