Where There's a Will to Condemn, There's Always a Pretext

As they entered the elevator together, Shangguan Dandan instinctively wanted to light up every floor button. But just as her finger hovered over them, she turned to glance at Liu Chang'an. Seeing the look in his eyes that said, "She's about to do something stupid again," Shangguan Dandan gave up and sat down on the sofa, taking Zhou Dongdong's hand.

A child worth teaching, Liu Chang'an nodded. It would be nice if Zhu Juntang could read looks like that too.

That was unlikely. For one thing, Shangguan Dandan was a veteran of communicating through eye contact and excelled at it. For another, Shangguan Dandan was, after all, a "phoenix," a creature whose rank was so far above that of a sheep that there was no comparison.

Even an "Immortal Sheep" could not compare.

The "phoenix" here referred solely to Shangguan Dandan's former identity. It was not that Liu Chang'an had obtained conclusive proof that Shangguan Dandan was some large bird covered in red feathers.

Zhu Juntang rarely tried to understand other people's looks. It had always been others who watched her mood and acted accordingly. People like that easily developed communication barriers: they only knew that whatever they wanted, others ought to do. When they occasionally tried to understand someone else's gaze, they often twisted and misread it, seeing things like "arrogance and barely restrained laughter."

Only when she was with Liu Chang'an did she show a little more quick-wittedness, knowing when to flee or act cute and beg for mercy.

How could a sheep like that possibly be the descendant of an intelligent and courageous dragon?

Of course she was not. At that thought, Liu Chang'an showed a relieved smile, only to furrow his brow again a moment later. That logical conclusion did not truly put his mind at