"You don't hate my looks right?"
'Hopefully, Ling Lan will like my face.' Li Lanfeng looked at Ling Lan with an expression that only he knew the meaning of.
"Of course. And remember no matter what kind of looks you have, it's all given by your parents and should be considered as precious. We should all respect it and accept it," replied Ling Lan earnestly.
She knew Li Lanfeng hated his own looks. However, Ling Lan didn't believe there were any problems with his looks. Perhaps in the division, his looks might cause some trouble, but in Lingtian, Ling Lan was confident that those weird things wouldn't happen. Thus, Li Lanfeng didn't need to worry and didn't need to hate his innocent looks.
"Those are not just comforting words, right?" Li Lanfeng asked softly.
