"Sure, no problem. My guys have things to do later. It'll just be the three of us eating," Guo Fugui said with a smile.
Standing nearby, Ding joked on purpose, "Oh ho ho, who's the beauty, Old Han? Spill it, when did you two get together? Met the parents yet?"
"Cut it out, cut it out. How do you even know it's a girl?" Han Qiwu replied with a stiff smile.
Ding hit the nail on the head.
It was true.
Han Qiwu had been thinking—since it was rare to have a trip back to the city and they were planning to eat something this unique—why not surprise Mr. Tang and invite her to join them for a taste? It would be a good excuse to give her the peaches as well.
Ding's expression instantly became exaggerated. "No way, I was just guessing casually. It's actually something? Spill it. How did you meet? Someone from the village?"
Han Qiwu: "...."
Anyway, they'll meet later, so it's not really spilling the beans.
