Amelie walked towards this matchmaking pair. When she sat down, she felt that the man in front of her had his eyes closely sizing her up, revealing a strong interest. Amelie wasn't really interested in him, but she maintained a polite performance.
The name of the matchmaking pair was Lukas Fleury, a very popular name.
"Amelie, you look really young. It's obvious that we're only one year apart from each other ..." Lukas looked at her in surprise.
Amelie almost spat out the tea she was drinking. Luckily, she maintained her grace, a difference of one year old? How is this possible?
Lukas could feel that she was shocked, and immediately said calmly, "Seriously, I did not lie to you. I am 29 years old this year, and did not report my age, do you want to see my ID card?"
Amelie forced herse
