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.

sleeves and takes the white porcelain bowl in front of

sake, he braces himself

happy to hear that. "Then drink more. As much as you like, actually. There's still half a pot

meal is satisfying for Ryan. Not only because he has longed for home-cooked food, but because Lily and Adair eat with him, which makes him feel like they were in London

they only have each

back to now... staring at the food

to leave after 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

Actually, he is not someone to be bothered by the traffic police. Raising his eyebrows while glancing at the villa, he says,

further ado, he steps into the car and starts it. Then the Black Aston Martin drives quickly out of the courtyard and disappears into

...

drives around the streets aimlessly, reliving the scene of them having dinner again and again, and this question hovers in his head, "Lily,

to let go, but

hates this version of himself, and a force of inexplicable hostility runs wild in

is dry-mouthed and miffed, parking the car by the roadside with a swing of its tail. Then, he gets off the car

and gulps it down outside the store. The chilly sensation it brings doesn't help with

a bar across the

than five seconds, he throws the bottle into the trash can

Winfred, spots him from afar. Ryan's outfit looks extravagant, especially his watch, which probably is worth more than his house. What a big potential

affably greets him, "Hello, sir. Do you have an

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

"No problem. Follow me."

come from the dance floor. Winfred brings him to the best VIP seat of the grandstand on the second floor, which costs 50,000 yuan. That much

every woman on the second floor. He does not strike people

he looks like a man