It might have been a little late to say this now,
but after the North America incident ended, Fang Ran had known this day would come sooner or later.
After the grand upheaval of that final night in New York, he also knew he had made another huge mess this time. If Ling woke up and found out, even conservatively speaking, death would probably be unavoidable.
So, he had actually long since prepared himself for it!
But now, Fang Ran suddenly realized that he might not have been quite so prepared after all.
Hearing Ling personally ask about North America at this moment still made his heart jolt and his back tremble. Her calm words felt like a final interrogation after she had already learned everything.
The next second, she would tie him into a caterpillar and hang him from the balcony to dry for three days and nights.
No, calm down, calm down, Fang Ran.
The more it was like this, the more it tested his composure. This was the Queen from thirty years ago. She would not beat him up. He just needed to find a reasonable explanation and answer normally.
At that moment, he desperately forced himself to calm down and not panic. Then, in response to her question of why he had been looking at her North America itinerary,
Fang Ran swallowed and forced himself to speak calmly.
"Maybe Queen, you were concerned about what I did in North America."
But faced with that utterly meaningless answer, the tall figure merely looked at the projection and continued asking flatly,
"Why would I be concerned about what you did in North America?"
He stiffened slightly under the follow-up question. He could not exactly say that she must have wanted to see what trouble he had secretly run