The young man said, “Alright, you must be tired after a long day.
Let me take you out for a good meal.”
Jiao Yang did not refuse, nodded, and got into the Ferrari F12 berlinetta, which cost over six million yuan.
This scene was witnessed by an older woman who was walking out of the nearby LV store.
Seeing Jiao Yang get into someone else’s luxury car, the middle-aged woman looked worried: “What a handsome young man!
Why would he turn down so many rich women and get involved with a wealthy man?
What a waste, what a waste!”
He sighed and took out his phone to call his daughter.
“Stop thinking about work all the time.
Take the time to bring your boyfriend home.
These days, handsome guys don’t care about their looks.
If you don’t take action, you’ll be stuck as a spinster.”
The daughter on the other end of the conversation, unable to stand her mother’s constant nagging, retorted directly. Visit novelping.com for the full chapter.
“So what if you’re a ‘leftover woman’?
Mom, haven’t you heard of survival of the fittest?
It means that all the good women are left behind, while the bad ones all become someone else’s wives.
Being a ‘leftover woman’ proves that your daughter is good enough.”
The older woman: “…”
A flashy Ferrari F12 Berlinetta was parked next to a Haidilao hot pot restaurant, and the two people sat down to eat hot pot.
This roguish young man is Jiao Yang’s childhood friend, named Lan Kai.
The two grew up together and are best buddies, even closer than blood brothers.
Lan Kai tossed slices of beef into the tomato broth and casually asked, “Since you started working at Hermès, has the old man really sent anyone to look for you?”
“No!”
“Sigh, I’m not saying this to be mean, but your old man has quite a stubborn temper.”
Jiao Yang scooped up a slice of beef, dipped it in the sauce, and ate it all in one gulp.
He said in a bland tone, “He’s not stubborn, he’s just stinky, like a rock in a latrine, both smelly and hard.”
“You’re the same way, like father, like son, both of you have such stubborn tempers.
By the way, since he hasn’t come looking for you, has he transferred any money to your account?”
Lan Kai shook his head: “I don’t think that’s possible either, but you’re his only son, he wouldn’t treat you like this, would he?”
“If I weren’t his only son, the one who would carry on the Jiao family line, he would have killed me long ago, given his ways.”
Jiao Yang sneered, picked up his chilled beer, clinked it against Lan Kai’s, and drank it all in one gulp.
After a moment of silence, Lan Kai tentatively asked, “Is it worth it to give up being a perfectly good rich young master and debase yourself like this for a woman?”
No one would have guessed that the handsome man in front of them, dressed in a sales clerk’s uniform, would be the son of China’s richest man.
Although Jiao Yang is the son of the richest man, he does not have the spoiled attitude of other rich young masters, and he is especially devoted in his relationships.
He concealed his true identity while attending university, where he fell in love with a beautiful and youthful female student.
The two should have been a perfect match, a match made in heaven.
Jiao Yang’s father, however, was bound by social class prejudices and refused to allow his son to associate with a girl from a family with such a unequal social standing.
In an effort to break them up, Jiao Yang’s father arranged for someone of similar age to Jiao Yang to use all sorts of money and other means to get close to the girl.
As a result, the girl couldn’t resist the temptation of a limited edition Hermes crocodile skin bag and chose to break up with Jiao Yang and fall into the arms of that other man.
Jiao Yang was greatly affected by this incident, had a big argument with his father, and moved out of the house that very night.