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.

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

himself to take a sip. And it turns out different from what he imagined. Rich but

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

Not only because he has longed for home-cooked food, but because Lily

they only have each other. A meal together

the food in

a 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 not

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

Aston Martin drives quickly out of

...

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

himself to let go, but now

version of himself, and a force of

for about half an hour. 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

cold water and gulps it down outside the store. The chilly sensation

squints at a bar

seconds, he throws the bottle into the trash

his watch, which probably is worth more than his house.

"Hello, sir. Do you have an

at him, saying arrogantly, "Give me the

"No problem. Follow me."

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 best wine and pays

He does not strike people as the type who would frequent bars, but his aura is

like a man who