For a long moment, he gathered his coldness and spoke, "Su Yan, will you ever fall in love with someone again?"
His indifferent tone made her almost believe that it was merely a casual question.
The answer did not matter; it was just a simple query.
Gu Chaohan took a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket, pulled out one and lit it, occasionally taking a puff.
Yet his gaze remained fixed on her, refusing to let her go.
Su Yan's lips curled into a mocking smile, her cold face covered with a layer of frost which made her appear even more stunning, "Someone like me, am I even worthy of loving someone?"
Gu Chaohan chuckled, his expression enigmatic, "Then would you fall in love with me?"
She was slightly taken aback and then couldn't help but lift her lips, "And you? Do you truly love me?"
Even though she had been by this man's side for a long time, sharing countless nights together, she had never truly understood his heart.
