"I wonder if Little Xixi is interested in taking a chance at the military camp?"
"Military camp?" Ling Xi looked up, her eyes filled with confusion as she looked at Sheng Zhenhong.
Although she didn't know what other soldiers were like, her grandfather, father, and Grandpa Sheng had changed her initial feelings about soldiers.
…
"Yes, the military camp," Sheng Zhenhong nodded, "In the camp, if it's you, Xixi, you're bound to discover something different."
Discover something different?
What was Grandpa Sheng referring to?
Ling Xi was puzzled.
"Xixi, go check the kitchen and see why it's taking them so long to cut the fruit. Go lend a hand; Grandpa will play chess for you. It just so happens that I'm itching to play too." Before Ling Xi could respond, Leng Jianjun suddenly spoke up.
