Chen Yang shook his head and said, "Sorry, uncle, to disappoint you, but I don't have any military experience!"
Shen Dali laughed even more heartily: "I knew you would answer like this. Don't worry, I understand the confidentiality rules, I won't ask you about this anymore!"
Chen Yang was completely dumbfounded. What confidentiality rules? Could it be that old Shen has delusions?
But Chen Yang wouldn't dare to say that out loud; he could only feign a silly laugh alongside Shen Dali.
Fifteen minutes later, Shen Fangting brought plates of delicious-looking dishes to the table, then yelled towards the living room: "Dad, Chen Yang, what are you chatting about? Come and eat!"
Chen Yang and Shen Dali took their seats at the dining table, then both placed their hands on the table without moving.
