One day, a maidservant accidentally broke a bowl. Xiao Jin Buhuan, sitting by the side, not only refrained from crying but even laughed. Mr. Jin then bought many porcelain bowls and smashed them at home to please his son with the sound. As Jin Buhuan grew up, he became unruly and indulgent, only seeking pleasure, squandering money like dirt, and soon he squandered his entire family fortune, ending up begging for a living. Later, with his wife's help, he finally came to his senses and returned to the right path. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Jiao Yang nodded, "I understand. A prodigal son turning back, the role of a loved one is very important. Perhaps, I also need such a lover."
Luo Xiaoqian laughed. Among the people she knew, he was probably the first to interpret the story this way.
"Was I wrong?"
"No!" Luo Xiaoqian gently shook her head, "Although your perspective is different from ours, but who knows, perhaps Jin Buhuan really turned over a new leaf because of love."
