Ye Zhiyu sneered and ignored him. Instead, she looked at Ren Zongping. "Uncle Ren, do you still know me?"

Ren Zongping's expression changed. "You, you are Zhiyu? It turns out that you have grown up." His tone was full of emotion and sadness.

He was probably the only one who knew about his mixed feelings.

"Yes, Uncle Ren. I heard my father talk about you before. I didn't expect to see you only now. Are you okay now?"

From what he had ...