Li Zhi had a very good impression of Feng Ling, mainly because he admired her as a person. It wasn't entirely because of her looks. As for appearances, Feng Ling wasn't the most beautiful; that girl, Lili, from before was prettier than her. But Lili's character was no match for Feng Ling's. He felt he admired Feng Ling in the same way he had once admired Gu'er, even though Gu'er and Feng Ling were two completely different types of people.
"Feng Ling, hear me out. You and Grandpa Guan won't be staying at my place for free. I have one condition."
The moment Li Zhi spoke, everyone in the room turned to him—everyone except Gu'er. She had been watching Feng Ling the whole time and saw the color drain from her face. Feng Ling's hands clenched into tight fists, and a frighteningly intense mixture of fear, hatred, and disgust flashed in her eyes.
