"Auntie, I am Meng Po, the disciple of my mentor. I've been learning from him all along. It's a pleasure to meet you," Meng Po said to Ruan Ling.
Hearing Meng Po speak such fluent Flame Country language, Ruan Ling was taken aback, thinking she must have heard wrong.
"Your Flame Country language is so good!" Ruan Ling exclaimed in surprise.
Meng Po smiled slightly, "It's because my mentor taught me well."
Hearing this, Ruan Ling broke into a smile, feeling proud of her son's capabilities.
"Let's sit down and talk," Yang Chen said to everyone.
Everyone sat down, and Ruan Ling still held Yang Chen's hand, unwilling to let go. Yang Chen had no choice but to sit beside her.
Ruan Ling's gaze stayed fixed on Yang Chen, not moving an inch, as if afraid that if she looked away, Yang Chen would disappear.
Yang Chen hesitated for a moment, then looked at the director and said, "Director, you can tell me about the past now. Although I've never asked before, it's time I knew."
