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.

in front of Ryan, filling it

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,

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

food, but because Lily and Adair eat with

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

now... staring at the food in his bowl, Ryan feels everything is

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. Speeding is

the traffic police. Raising his eyebrows while

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

...

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

to let go, but now his resolution starts

himself, and a force of inexplicable hostility runs wild in

He is dry-mouthed and miffed, parking the car by the roadside

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

a

he throws the bottle into

extravagant, especially his watch, which probably is worth

affably greets him, "Hello, sir. Do you

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

"No problem. Follow me."

the noisy laughter come from the dance floor. Winfred brings him to the best VIP seat of the grandstand on the second floor,

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

he looks like a man