Feng Lin got it at that point.
Previously, he had been completely confused, not knowing why this woman had invited him.
It turned out she had mistaken him for her blind date.
From her perspective, her blind date was a divorced man with a daughter.
So, she mistook Feng Lin for that man.
"Haha, miss, you're mistaken." Feng Lin laughed and waved his hand.
"What did I misunderstand? Are you saying that if you have such a beautiful daughter, wouldn't your wife be beautiful?"
Qian Pei slightly frowned, "Don't beat around the bush with me; my time is very precious. Let's get straight to the point."
She picked up her coffee, sipped it gently, "Do you have a house?"
"Yes, does a village house count?"
Feng Lin couldn't be bothered to explain; soon the coffee she had ordered he would pay for himself.
"Oh, a countryman, huh? What's your job now? Farming?"
Qian Pei asked blandly.
