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.

takes the white porcelain bowl in front of Ryan, filling it with the steaming chicken soup.

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

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

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

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

now... staring at the food in

insists 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 and says, "Drive carefully. This is not London. Speeding

he is not someone to be bothered by the traffic police. Raising his eyebrows while glancing at the villa, he says, "Go inside. Rest

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

...

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

himself to let go, but now his

this version of himself, and a force of inexplicable hostility

the car by the roadside with a swing of its

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

squints at a bar across the

for less than five seconds, he throws the bottle

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

"Hello, sir.

look at him, saying arrogantly, "Give me the

"No problem. Follow me."

the grandstand on the second floor, which costs 50,000 yuan. That

floor. He does not strike people

aloof, he looks like a man