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.

her sleeves and takes the white porcelain bowl in front of Ryan, filling it

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 invites him to

"Then drink more. As much as you like, actually. There's still half

has longed for home-cooked food, but

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

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

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

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

it. Then the Black Aston Martin drives quickly out of

...

having dinner again and again, and

himself to let go, but now his

and a force

about half an hour. He is dry-mouthed and miffed, parking the car by the roadside

down outside the store. The chilly

at a bar across

for less than five seconds, he throws the

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

greets him, "Hello, sir.

Ryan does not even look at him, saying arrogantly, "Give me

"No problem. Follow me."

the grandstand on the second floor, which costs 50,000 yuan. That much money is nothing to

the second floor. He does not strike people as the type who would frequent

like a man who