HRPM – Chapter 324 I’m a Good Man Too

Xiao Luo felt awkward discussing a topic like this with a young woman like Jin Luoluo. A faint blush spread across his face.

After all, what girl would do something as outrageous as slipping someone an aphrodisac? Even fewer would openly discuss it with a man.

Yet Jin Luoluo could do so without the slightest hint of embarrassment. Instead, she looked incredibly curious, as if she wanted to have an in-depth discussion on the subject.

“You’re saying men wouldn’t just sleep with any random woman? Oh, please, stop covering for your fellow men. Just look at how the brothels in the capital are flourishing—that tells you everything. Men only pretend to be respectable on the outside. Deep down, they’re all romantics and womanizers. Of course, some have the looks and the nerve to act on it, while others can only fantasize in their heads. Those who can’t indulge themselves simply put on an act and claim they’re upright gentlemen. But if the opportunity came along, they’d be more than willing.”

It wasn’t that Jin Luoluo was prejudiced against men. Under the ancient mindset that placed men above women, there simply weren’t many who truly respected women.

And men who both respected women and remained chaste for the sake of the woman they loved were even rarer than dinosaurs.

Their deeply ingrained male chauvinism naturally made them casual about such matters.

“It’s not fair to paint every man with the same brush. Yes, many men are womanizers, and many are indeed hypocrites. But there are always exceptions. Good men do exist.”

Xiao Luo partly agreed with her criticism. He couldn’t deny that many men were exactly as she described, but there were still exceptions, weren’t there?

Take himself, for example. What he had always sought was a woman whose soul resonated with his own, someone who could walk beside him and keep pace with him.

Women who spent their days doing nothing but playing the zither, embroidering, or composing sentimental poetry about the changing seasons might be beautiful, but to him they were merely beautiful shells without kindred spirits. He found it difficult to connect with them on any meaningful level.

That was why, all these years, he had never found a woman who truly suited him.

Jin Luoluo let out a long sigh.

“A good man is one in ten thousand. In this vast sea of people, where am I supposed to find one? Besides, he might already be an old man, or still a little boy, or more likely he’s already married. Good men are always in high demand. How could it possibly be my turn to find one?”

Seeing how dejected she looked, Xiao Luo couldn’t resist teasing her.

“Why search everywhere? Those who are destined to meet will find each other even from a thousand miles away. Isn’t there already a good man sitting right across from you? The only problem is that you lack the eye to recognize him.”