Chapter 454: So what if she’s the most beautiful woman?
"Ahem!" Yang Mo coughed awkwardly twice before politely declining their offer. "I know you're both doing this for my own good, but... I just love basketball. Purely because of it. Even though I know movies can earn me more dollars, dollars can't replace my hobby."
If anyone else had said something like that, it would have come across as hypocritical. Who in this world doesn't love American dollars? But... when Yang Mo said it, the two of them were completely convinced. Because this guy actually did it. He didn't take on many film roles, instead devoting all his energy to basketball. This was something that ordinary people couldn't do. While it wasn't a noble character, it was at least pure.
There aren't many people in this world who would disregard money for their hobbies, so after Yang Mo said this, Jessica Alba couldn't help but become even more fascinated. Now Yang Mo was like an unfathomable black hole to her, sucking her in all at once. She just wanted to find out more, just wanted to get to know Yang Mo better.
When a woman tries to understand a man, she has taken the first step towards her downfall.
"Yang, you're really great. You're the only man I've ever met who can truly say no to money!" Jessica Alba rested her chin on her hands, her eyes full of stars. "I've met so many people who call themselves artists, but none of them can truly resist the invasion of dollars. Only you can do it!"
"Haha." Yang Mo was touched by Jessica Albaqua's hearty laugh, and subconsciously said to herself: "I'm really not as great as you say. The reason I rejected those things is because I'm already very rich."
"I admire you even more." Jessica Alba's eyes sparkled with admiration: "You actually possess the most precious quality of a man: honesty!"
Uh... Yang Mo was speechless. He hadn't expected Jessica to be able to find the quality of honesty in a self-deprecating remark. He was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked, "Are you in love with me? Girls only praise me like this when they are facing the person they like!"
"I..." Jessica Alba was a little embarrassed by Yang Mo's direct question. He nodded shyly and said in a low voice: "If I say yes, what will your reaction be?"
"I hope not." Yang Mo looked directly into Jessica Alba's eyes and said very frankly and directly: "You must not fall in love with me. I am not a good man. I have hurt many women."
"Haha!" Yang Mo said seriously, but Jessica Alba laughed out loud. Then, she said honestly, "I've hurt a lot of men too. Besides, don't you think bad guys are more attractive to girls?"
When Jessica Alba said this, the bearded man next to her couldn't help but secretly say, "It's over. This guy must have fallen in love with Super Yang, otherwise she wouldn't be so crazy about him."
The bearded man felt bad, and Yang Mo felt even worse. He didn't want to add another harem to his troubles, so he quickly said, "I actually have a girlfriend."
"Ah?! He has a girlfriend..." Jessica Alba screamed, her disappointment was beyond words, and the excitement and joy on her face disappeared in an instant.
Seeing Jessica's mood getting lower and lower, Yang Mo couldn't help feeling a little guilty, but he didn't know how to comfort her. If he failed to comfort her and she rekindled her desire to pursue him, that would be terrible. Yang Mo didn't want to bring trouble upon himself.
So, in order to avoid further awkwardness, Yang Mo turned to Baron Davis and said, "By the way, we were just talking about your back injury. I think you should seek treatment from a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. Perhaps it can bring you a surprise."
"Traditional Chinese Medicine?"
"Traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine are completely different concepts. Chinese medicine focuses on treating the root cause of the disease, so the effect is relatively slow. Western medicine generally starts with the lesion, which is effective quickly, but is prone to recurrence." Yang Mo explained his concept of Chinese and Western medicine.
Hearing Yang Mo's words, Baron Davis' eyes suddenly blazed with excitement: "Are you saying that Chinese medicine can cure my back injury from the root?"
"That's possible." Yang Mo couldn't be too arbitrary. After all, he himself didn't know much about Chinese medicine, so he could only give an ambiguous answer.
"That's great!" Davis clapped his hands excitedly. "If I'm not mistaken, your foot injury last year was also cured by traditional Chinese medicine, right? The doctors in Miami had already declared your career over, but you returned to the court in one piece. It must have been the miraculous traditional Chinese medicine that cured you, right?"
"Uh..." Yang Mo was suddenly asked about his foot injury. He couldn't tell him directly that it was the credit of the hexagram. After all, it was his absolute secret. So, he could only nod and agree: "Yes, it was cured by Chinese medicine!"
"Then can you introduce your doctor to me?" Davis looked at Yang Mo expectantly and said eagerly.
"Um... the doctor who cured me didn't have a phone number. In fact, I never saw him again after he cured me. You know from movies and TV shows that those masters always like to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests to comprehend the ways of nature!" Yang Mo deliberately made up a story. He had to make it up because if he didn't, he would be exposed.
"Yes, yes, you Chinese people do like this. I've seen Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon and other ancient Chinese Kung Fu movies, so I understand." Davis nodded in agreement. Obviously, he was also a victim of film and television dramas.
"I suggest you go to China this summer to look for a Chinese medicine doctor. Perhaps you can start from some big hospitals in Beijing." Yang Mo kindly reminded.
"Well, thank you." Baron Davis said with gratitude.
Davis's affection for Yang Mo had almost reached its peak. Taking advantage of Davis's gratitude, Yang Mo quickly made his request: "Traditional Chinese Medicine emphasizes self-cultivation. I took a full summer off last year. I think you can start reducing your playing time as much as possible. The Clippers are out of the playoffs anyway. For you now, your health is more important. Leave the competition to the young guys like Gordon to level up!"
"Yeah." Baron Davis nodded in agreement, then patted Yang Mo's shoulder heavily: "You're right!"
The two grown men were chatting happily here, but Jessica Alba was completely left out. She was obviously in a low mood and was not willing to participate.
Soon, the dinner was over. After dinner, Yang Mo took the initiative to say goodbye, and he quickly took a taxi to the hotel where he was staying. After Yang Mo left, Jessica Alba drank the red wine on the table in one gulp, raised her head and said to Baron Davis, "Bearded man, do you think this guy hates me?"
"No?" Davis shook his head. He made his own judgment of Yang Mo: "Although I haven't had much communication with him, he is definitely a good person."
Of course, Davis's judgment was largely based on Yang Mo's introduction of traditional Chinese medicine to him.
"Then why did he reject me so bluntly, as if he was afraid that I would fall in love with him?" Jessica said in great distress. As she spoke, she poured herself another glass of wine: "Am I really so unattractive now?"
"Of course not. Maybe he really has a girlfriend!" Davis quickly snatched the wine glass from Jessica and comforted her, "You are so beautiful, how can you not be charming?"
"Then do you think his girlfriend will be prettier than me?"
"That's absolutely impossible. You've been voted the most beautiful woman in the world for several years in a row."
"Then why doesn't he like me?"
"That..." Davis had no idea how to answer such a profound question. He struggled with the answer for a long time before finally forcing out a response: "Maybe it's because... he feels he's not good enough for you? You know, men are sometimes more sensitive than women. Eastern men are even more so. They prefer to dominate the family more than Western men do. They simply don't allow their women to be better than them. In their minds, women's place is at home, cooking and taking care of the children. This isn't just chauvinism, it's sexism! So, I suggest you stop putting effort into him. You two are just not suitable."
Davis didn't know what suddenly inspired him, but he actually spoke such a profound and philosophical speech, which also contained a deep insight into regional culture.
Davis was so impressed with himself, but just as he was admiring himself, Jessica Alba, standing next to him, suddenly slammed the table and said with a smile, "That must be the reason!! Super Yang is so adorable. I really like his personality. He's honest and masculine, so tsundere! He wants it but is held back by his masculine status. What could be cuter than that?"
"Ahem!" Jessica's mumbling instantly made Davis feel like his literary brilliance had been wasted. He'd originally wanted to stop Jessica from sinking, but he'd only sunk deeper. He quickly coughed twice, then said sternly, "Jessica, you have to think this over . Dating a Chinese man means sacrificing your career and becoming a full-time housewife. Do you think this is your style? The most beautiful woman in the world ends up being someone else's full-time wife... Isn't that a bit of a dark joke?"
"But... I think it's great. Isn't every woman's destiny to be a full-time housewife? If he can completely conquer me, what's the big deal about being the most beautiful woman?" Jessica Alba said with a longing look on her face.
"Then do you think he can conquer you?" Davis asked helplessly.
"Of course, otherwise why would I have a good impression of him? He has the aura of a strong man!"
