The moment the original Shang Yanting met Jia Xitong's eyes, his heart suddenly thumped again.
"Director, seeing as I'm this cute, can I ride you today?"
That one sudden line from Jia Xitong gave the original Shang Yanting a feeling like the game was up and the dagger was out. So all that niceness really did have an ulterior motive—she actually wanted to ride a dragon!
It was all that imposter's coddling that had let her get this presumptuous!
"Don't even think about it."
The Dragon Clan's dignity was noble and inviolable.
"Okay then."
Jia Xitong felt a bit disappointed. After all, back then the Director would let her lie on his dragon head and race like the wind across the Aotian Continent. "I really, really love the Director's dragon form!"
The original Shang Yanting's cold, heartless steps paused at her little mutter.
Seriously…
He really hated this woman!
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One stick of incense later
