Before, Luo Xiaoqian had read reports about Mr. Jiao Yang. He was renowned as a playboy, linked to countless rumors involving top actresses, singers, and even models. Therefore, when he mentioned pursuing her, she regarded it merely as a joke, perhaps coupled with an intention to deliberately oppose Leng Zimo.
"Is that really how you see me?" Jiao Yang asked with a smile.
"I was joking!" Luo Xiaoqian laughed, "I didn’t know you well before, so that’s what I thought. But after the Sichuan incident, I realized you’re probably not the kind of irresponsible man the media portrays."
Jiao Yang’s smile faded, "You’re wrong. I really was like that before!"
Luo Xiaoqian was slightly moved and turned her face to look at him seriously.
"Actually, I am not as great as the media depicts. Raised with strict British education, I hated that rigid lifestyle. Later, I abandoned classical music for pop music production, not because I truly loved pop, but because it felt rebelliously thrilling. Of course, I’m the kind of person who wants to excel in whatever I do, and I have the capability. So, I succeeded..."
Jiao Yang sipped his juice lightly, a rare depth on his usually carefree handsome face.
"In recent years, my life was utterly dissolute. I frequently got drunk, raced cars, and went to bed with different women, even smoked marijuana... doing everything my father and mother wished I wouldn’t. Everyone thought I was successful, but what they saw as success was meaningless to me. I remember, in London, one morning when I opened my eyes, seeing the unfamiliar hotel room and a beautiful woman beside me whom I couldn’t remember at all... that’s when I felt an unprecedented..."
He hesitated here.
His Chinese was excellent, but he was momentarily at a loss for the right Chinese words to express himself.
"Oh?"
"Though I haven’t been through what you have, I think it must be very hard to pull oneself out of that state," Luo Xiaoqian lifted the corners of her lips, "But you did it, didn’t you? There is a saying in China, ’A prodigal who returns is more precious than gold’. It refers to men like you used to be, implying that..."
"A man like me turning over a new leaf is more precious than gold?" Jiao Yang asked.
"You can understand it that way, but ’Jin Buhuan’ is actually a person’s name..." Luo Xiaoqian then told him the story of "Jin Buhuan," "In ancient times, there was a very wealthy person with the surname Jin who had a son at fifty and was so delighted that he named his son Jin Buhuan.
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