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.

of Ryan, filling it with the

However, for Lily's sake, he braces himself to take a sip. And it turns out different from

that. "Then drink more. As much as you like,

for Ryan. Not only because he has longed for home-cooked food, but because Lily and Adair eat with him, which makes him feel

years, although they were not together every day, they only

back to now... staring at the food

leave after a small chat with Adair following the meal. Lily doesn't persuade him to stay. She

traffic police. Raising his eyebrows while glancing

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

...

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

has told himself to let go, but now his resolution starts

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

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

the store. The chilly sensation it brings doesn't help with the irritation, but gives rise

at a bar across the

he throws the bottle into the trash can and strides

looks extravagant, especially his watch, which probably is worth more than his house. What

"Hello, sir. Do you have an

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

"No problem. Follow me."

music 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

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

aloof, he looks like a