Imposter Young Master
Chapter 117 - 120: Who is it? _1

Chapter 117: Chapter 120: Who is it? _1

Yang Gang felt his scalp tingling. There were only four women in the room, and it had to be one of them. But no matter who it had been, either way, it was a ’boom’, as if a bomb had exploded!

As mentioned earlier, these four women had unique identities, and getting involved with any one of them was asking for trouble.

Yang Gang dressed himself and quietly opened the bedroom door to peek into the living room.

The four women were all sprawled haphazardly across the living room couch, still sound asleep. All four of them were still in their clothes, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

But Yang Gang knew that one of them was definitely pretending to sleep!

He didn’t know with whom he had slept, but the woman who had left the bedroom before he woke up—the one who had ’shed red’—would definitely know who had slept with her!

Who could it be?

Yang Gang kept sneaking glances at the four sleeping women, but still didn’t have a clue after a while.

Suddenly, Yang Gang remembered something. That’s right, there had been blood! That meant the woman was a virgin!

It definitely wasn’t Gu Xiaorou! She had admitted that she had already slept with Zhang Yu.

Sister Miao could also be ruled out. She had a complicated history, and rumor had it that she was the mistress of some big shot, which meant she was likely not a virgin.

As for Yang Ya and Yang Fei, Yang Gang couldn’t guess.

However, Yang Fei was less of a suspect. Knowing her character, if she woke up from a drunken stupor to discover she had committed incest with her brother, she would definitely go mad. There was no way she could pretend to sleep so peacefully.

Could it be Yang Ya who had left behind the blood?

Yang Gang felt his scalp tingle.

If he had really slept with Yang Ya, could he ever live a normal life again?

He knew that he was an impostor, but Yang Ya didn’t!

What would her reaction be after waking up from a drunken stupor and realizing she had slept with her own brother?

Upon thinking this, Yang Gang felt a wave of terror washing over him.

Besides, in order to sort out Yang Ya’s marriage, the old master of the Yang family was willing to compromise. If the news got to Yang Lin, would he be so angry that he spat blood?

Yang Gang felt extremely exasperated. He finally realized his premonition about ’something bad happening tonight’. It wasn’t about his true identity being exposed, but the aftermath of his drunken escapade!!

However, Yang Gang, felt a little wronged. His long-anticipated first time had just disappeared into thin air, and he couldn’t even be sure of whom he had lost it to.

Could this be another tragedy of his life?

But then, after reconsidering, Yang Gang gave a bitter smile: "None of these four women wanted to sleep with me. This even worse for whoever it was."

Yang Gang’s gaze fell on the blood-streaked sheet, giving him a start: "Damn it! This isn’t the time to ponder over these things. I need to clean the evidence first."

He quickly rolled up the sheets and after tidying up the room, he snuck into the living room, opened the door and slipped out.

Once downstairs, Yang Gang hastily threw the sheets into the trash can.

Then, he snuck back to the Yang family residence and took a shower. He still had the scent of the woman on him and he needed to obliterate that evidence quickly.

After showering, Yang Gang suddenly realized something.

A look of despair crossed his face.

Damn! Why am I so stupid?

The blood on the sheets could have been tested for DNA! There were probably lots of her fingerprints on him. If he hadn’t thrown away the sheets or taken a shower, he could have found out who he had slept with through forensic means.

But now...

Yang Gang rushed back to Gu Xiaorou’s apartment and flipped open the trash can where he had thrown the bloodied sheets - it was empty. The sheets had already been taken away by the garbage truck.

Damn it! Now all the clues are gone!

Just as Yang Gang was sinking into depression, a voice echoed from behind him: "Gang, what are you doing here?"

It was his supposed sister, Yang Ya.

Yang Gang was feeling particularly guilty in front of Yang Ya right now. Based on the current conjectures, Yang Ya was their biggest suspect for causing Luo Hong’s situation.

He scratched his head as he looked at Yang Ya, saying, "Nothing much."

Yang Gang hesitated for a moment then tried to probe, "Sis, you seem quite lively. Looks like you had a good sleep last night."

Yang Ya smiled and stretched her body.

"If the woman who slept last night was really Yang Ya. Ah, damn it, Amitabha, forgive me for my sinful thoughts, Buddha."

Yang Ya finished stretching and then chuckled, "Hmm, I don’t remember anything after getting drunk, but I did sleep very well."

Yang Gang was observing Yang Ya covertly. Yang Ya seemed utterly unconcerned and showed no signs of anything amiss.

"Sis, where’s Yang Fei and others?" Yang Gang asked again.

"Oh, Zhang Miao is still sleeping. Yang Fei and Xiaorou have already gone to school," replied Yang Gang.

"Did those two women directly go to school without taking a bath? Didn’t they smell like alcohol?" Yang Gang asked suggestively.

"Oh, they did take baths. Both of them showered before going to school," said Yang Ya.

Yang Gang couldn’t find anything suspicious, so he had to give up for the time being.

He gathered his emotions, looked at Yang Ya and said, "Since you didn’t drive, let me take you to the hospital."

Yang Ya nodded.

As Yang Ya took her place in the passenger seat of the Lamborghini, she looked at the family portrait hanging from the windshield, smiling, "Time flies so fast. When we took this family portrait, you were only fifteen, looking so naive. In a blink of an eye, you have already grown up, and it’s time for me to be married. It’s a little hard to leave... After getting married, I won’t be able to spend as much time with you, Feifei, grandma, and dad."

Yang Gang glanced at the Yang family portrait. It was placed there by Yang Lin before handing over the car to him. After receiving the Lamborghini, Yang Gang didn’t remove the family portrait that had nothing to do with him.

Yang Ya stared at the portrait for a long time. After a while, she sighed, "Although it’s a family portrait, our mom is missing."

Something stirred within Yang Gang, "Sis, I heard that our mom died in a car accident?"

Yang Ya nodded.

"Did they catch the person responsible?" Yang Gang asked again.

Yang Ya shook her head slowly, "No, it’s been twenty years. It’s now classified as a cold case."

"Was Yang Fei also in the car during the accident?" Yang Gang asked suddenly.

Yang Ya looked surprised, "Gang, how did you know? Not many people know about it."

Yang Gang answered calmly, "Well, doesn’t Yang Fei have claustrophobia? There is information online suggesting that it might have something to do with her childhood trauma. So, I thought, when our mom had the accident, was Feifei also in the car?"

Yang Ya fell silent for a moment before answering lightly, "Yes, Feifei was indeed in the car. Gang, you can’t tell Feifei about this. If she finds out that she saw our mom die in a crash, I fear her claustrophobia would get worse."

"Okay, I understand, sis," Yang Gang paused, and then asked, "Also, sis, Feifei was only half a year old at the time of the accident. Why would mom drive her out alone?"

Yang Ya shook her head, "I don’t know either. I was just over three at the time. Dad seldom mentioned mom’s accident. I only know about it because I happened to overhear grandma discussing it."

"Oh," Yang Gang didn’t think too much about it.

As the car was about to reach the hospital, they encountered heavy traffic.

"Alright, Gang, just let me out here," said Yang Ya.

Yang Gang nodded.

Yang Ya got out of the car and walked towards the hospital alone. Along the way, many men ogled her.

Feeling annoyed by these lecherous looks, Yang Ya decided to take a shortcut through an alley to reach the hospital.

But not long after Yang Ya entered the alley, a few men sneaked into it as well.

Yang Ya seemed to sense someone following her, so she quickened her pace. But she was cornered by those men.

"Hey, beautiful, can you lend us some money? We saw you get out of a Lamborghini. You must be hooked up with a rich man. Lend us some money," A young man swallowed his saliva as he looked at Yang Ya, "If you don’t lend us money, we might have to resort to molestation."

The other young men issued lewd laughs.