Ling Zhenfei was stunned: "You mean Miss Mao likes me?"
"Yes, otherwise with my sister's character, would I dare to be so sure about this? Please, Brother Ling, just marry my sister."
Ling Zhenfei was extremely shocked: "This doesn't seem right, let me think about it."
"Brother Ling, there's nothing to think about in this matter. Well, let me be frank with you: my sister likes you, that's one thing, but we also want to become relatives with you. Do you know why? It's all because of Gu Feng, isn't it?"
"Our strength is too weak right now, after defeating Song Mingyi tomorrow, our strength will be even weaker. By then, Gu Feng might overshadow us, he might even make a move against us.
If you marry my sister, we're family, and you're sworn brothers with Gu Feng, he'd at least have some concerns."
Ling Zhenfei's thoughts were right; Mao Sharlu indeed worried about Gu Feng, thus came up with such a plan. This idea, certainly, was ingeniously thought out.
