The morning light was bright as the sun officially rose over the horizon, and the lake on Jing University's campus gleamed crystal clear.
Inside The Cabin by the lake, after Meng Lang sharply posed a soul-searching question, Fang Ran, who was being choked and violently shaken beside the small table, fell silent once more.
A faint cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
There was no helping it—places of ill repute and all that...
He really had been to some.
Like the casino in Las Vegas at the beginning, or the party someone arranged at sea those few days.
!Σ(°Д°!) But it wasn't like I wanted to go, okay!?
Based on his understanding of just how much of a bastard his older brother could be, along with last night's experience of being interrogated about the truth behind his internship,
Fang Ran could guess with his heel that this guy definitely wanted to dig up everything he had done in North America, then find a chance to report him and laugh at his misfortune.
So from the very beginning, he had skipped over every part related to Night Battle and only wildly bragged about things he could talk about.
But he had not expected his older brother to find a flaw even like that.
Damn it, what a damn older brother!
At that moment, he gritted his teeth inwardly. He knew this was a very dangerous topic; one bad explanation, and people might suspect him of going abroad to hire—cough—engage in a blazing war.
Feeling the strange looks Tang Bing and Gou Yu were giving him from beside him, he silently removed Meng Lang's hand from his neck.
Fang Ran then coughed and declared with a serious expression:
"Bro, what are you thinking!? As chief executive officer, I did live that kind