Upon hearing that, Yang Chen immediately turned his head and saw Meng Yao slowly walking over, supporting Old Master Meng. He quickly reeled in his fishing rod and stopped fishing.
Of course, he couldn't just directly go up to them, as that would be too obvious.
After a brief moment of thought, Yang Chen pretended to chat with Xiao Yuqi, waiting for the arrival of Old Master Meng...
At this moment, Meng Qiyuan's gaze was fixed on Yang Chen. After sizing him up for a moment, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said to Meng Yao beside him, "This young man is quite something, dignified and not a person to be underestimated!"
"Grandpa, is it that in your eyes, any young person who can fish is not an average person?"
Meng Yao's eyes were filled with helplessness. Ever since her grandfather retired, he had fallen deeply in love with fishing.
