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 with the steaming chicken soup.

it and sees the yellow oil bubbles floating on the surface. However, for Lily's sake, he braces himself to

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

has longed for home-cooked food, but

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

at the food in his bowl,

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

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

and starts it. Then the Black Aston Martin drives quickly out of the courtyard and

...

of them having dinner again and again, and this question hovers in his head, "Lily, is

himself to let go, but now his resolution starts

himself, and a force

the car by the

outside the store. The chilly sensation it brings doesn't

squints at a bar across the

five seconds, he throws the bottle into the trash

especially his watch, which probably is worth more

"Hello, sir. Do

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

"No problem. Follow me."

and the noisy laughter 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 money is nothing to him, and he also orders the

every woman on the second floor. He does not strike people as the type who would frequent bars, but his

like a man