"Yue Qingshan still has feelings for you. Aren't you interested in such a beautiful woman?" Shen Hanxue asked.
Su Changfeng awkwardly scratched his nose. He indeed had a deep impression of Yue Qingshan and had softened many times, but he never had the idea of developing another type of relationship with her. Softness and being moved were different from love, and he always understood that clearly.
"No matter who it is, in my heart, none can compare to you." Su Changfeng said.
Shen Hanxue gently leaned into Su Changfeng's arms, enveloped by the familiar scent, feeling incredibly safe. How wonderful it would be to spend a lifetime like this.
"But, can you really bear to hurt a beautiful woman?" Shen Hanxue continued to ask.
The beauty and visual impact of Yue Qingshan were something Su Changfeng had never experienced before, but even so, he could still control himself.
