"It's truly laughable. A man like Shen Mingfeng, how could he possibly understand love."
Jian Yanyan didn't know why today Su Junhao suddenly became so sarcastic. Usually, he speaks very smoothly and always with a smiling face; people call him the smiling tiger because he often manages to take many orders away from others and ruin their businesses, or turn someone else's business into his own with just a casual conversation.
For such a smiling tiger, suddenly being so sharp is indeed strange.
She asked plainly, "What kind of person is Shen Mingfeng? You seem to know him quite well."
"Of course I know him, at least better than you." Su Junhao stared coldly at Shen Mingfeng and the reporters outside the car window and continued, "He's someone who fundamentally doesn't understand love. The only person he has ever loved in his life is himself."
Jian Yanyan laughed, "On what grounds do you say that about him? When I was with him, I believed, I believed he did love me."
