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,

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

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

Not only because he has longed for home-cooked food, but because Lily and Adair eat with

years, although they were not together every day, they only have each other. A meal together from time to time provides great

food

him to stay. She walks him to his car in the yard and says,

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

starts it. Then the Black Aston Martin drives quickly out

...

having dinner again and again, and

has told himself to let go, but now his

and a force of inexplicable hostility runs

by the roadside with a swing of its tail. Then, he gets off the car and walks towards a nearby

outside the store. The

at a bar across the

he throws the bottle into the trash

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

sir. Do you

look at him, saying arrogantly, "Give me

"No problem. Follow me."

seat of the grandstand on the second floor, which costs 50,000 yuan.

does not strike people as the type who would

he looks like a man who