Imposter Young Master
Chapter 128 - 131: The past when Yueyao was hurt_1

Chapter 128: Chapter 131: The past when Yueyao was hurt_1

Yang Fei’s cheeks instantly turned extremely red as she whispered angrily, "Gang, you’re being perverted. What were you thinking, sneaking a peek at your little sister’s underwear?"

"Sneaking a peek? It’s your own spring/bloom that’s exposing itself!"

Yang Fei said, frustrated and flustered, "I’m wearing underwear, how is it spring/bloom? What are you fantasizing about your own little sister’s underwear? Perverted brother!"

Yang Gang’s mouth twitched. He had no rebuttal.

After a quick pause, he suddenly remembered something, and said, "Uh... by the way, Feifei, didn’t you just have your period a few days ago? Is it appropriate for you to be playing such intense tennis?"

After saying this, Yang Gang quietly observed Yang Fei. He was testing her reaction.

After their drunken confusion, he had interacted with all four suspects, but all four women seemed perfectly natural. There were no abnormalities to be seen.

So, Yang Gang wondered, could the blood on the sheets be menstrual blood?

But Yang Gang also knew the likelihood of this was extremely low.

Because the stain was also on Little Yang Gang, which was crucial. Moreover, the womanly scent and scratch marks on his back couldn’t be explained away.

But, suspicions had to be raised. No possibility could be overlooked.

The once-again blushing Yang Fei said, "It ended two days ago."

"What ended?" Yang Gang asked curiously.

Yang Fei, exasperated, said, "The period!"

"Oh. No problem. I was just concerned for my sister," Yang Gang remarked casually.

Yang Fei put her hand to her forehead, her mouth twitching, "Who cares about their sister’s period?"

At this time, Lin Qingyu walked over, looking at Yang Fei with a sly smile, "Even though it has nothing to do with me, I suppose you lost the match."

"So what?" Yang Fei responded dismissively, clearly not willing to accept the loss.

"So, you have to find my sister for me!" added Lin Qingyu.

"Your sister?" Yang Fei asked in surprise.

"My sister works as a maid or nanny around here. I came to find her today but got lost, and that’s how I ended up here." Lin Qingyu explained awkwardly.

"Uh, what’s your sister’s name?" asked Yang Fei.

"Lin Yueyao."

Yang Fei blinked her eyes, "That name sounds familiar... Ah! Lin Yueyao, Sister Yueyao?"

Yang Fei looked at Lin Qingyu with shock, "Lin Qingyu, is your nickname ’Cuihua’?"

*Puff*

Yang Gang couldn’t help but laugh; this was the first time he had heard Lin Qingyu’s nickname was ’Cuihua’.

Lin Qingyu was taken aback, then her face turned red with embarrassment. "How... how did you know?"

Shush~~

It was true!

The expression on Yang Fei’s face was very animated. She had a good relationship with Lin Yueyao, however with Lin Qingyu...

The reason for the two not getting along was pretty childish if you asked them to tell you.

It was embarrassing to tell people that, two adult women, had fallen out over the age-old question of "which came first, the chicken or the egg," and hadn’t talked for two years.

Yang Fei composed herself, glanced at Yang Gang, then said, "Your sister is Yang Gang’s personal maid."

Looking at Yang Gang, Lin Qingyu’s face showed a wealth of expressions. After a while, she asked faintly, "Do the personal maids... sleep with you?"

Yang Fei’s mouth twitched, "Our family’s maids do not provide that service!"

"Phew-" Lin Qingyu sighed with relief, then looked at Yang Gang with a complex expression, "Yang Gang, you can ask me to do anything. But please, don’t hurt my sister."

Yang Gang looked at Lin Qingyu, and after a moment of silence, said gently, "Did Sister Yueyao suffer some kind of emotional hurt in the past?"

Lin Qingyu lowered her head, bit her lip and remained silent for a while, then looked up and said softly, "Yes. That man, like Zhao Wei, was after our bodies. His sweet words and his tender care were all an act, all fake. Their only purpose was to sleep with us and then dump us. They were emotional con artists, subhuman scumbags!"

After a slight pause, Yang Gang asked, "Was Sister Yueyao’s ex-boyfriend also a rich second generation scum?"

Lin Qingyu nodded, "He was a rich second generation from Yanjing who met my sister while visiting Hangcheng. He’s a beast in human’s clothing, who approached my sister posing as a gentleman. When she fell in love with him, he suggested they should sleep together. My sister hesitated, but agreed. However, on the way to the hotel, she overheard a conversation that revealed his intentions were to play around with her and then abandon her after sleeping with her. He never intended to marry her."

Lin Qingyu paused, then added softly, "From then on, I’ve had a special hatred for rich second generations. My sole condition for choosing a partner is that he absolutely cannot be a rich second generation. So I chose Zhao Wei. However, regretfully, Zhao Wei turned out to be no different from that man. The fates of us sisters really have similarities."

She thought for a while longer then added, "No man is any good."

Yang Gang struggled to keep a straight face, "Listen, Lin Qingyu, don’t lump everyone together. There are still good men in this world. For example, yours truly."

Yang Fei glared at Yang Gang, then reached out for Lin Qingyu’s hand, "Qingyu, you can’t rely on men. That’s why we women must stick together. Let’s make peace, okay?"

Lin Qingyu looked up at Yang Fei, nodded with a smile, and shook Yang Fei’s hand.

Young Master Yang felt a sense of ’rejection’.

"Qingyu, let’s go home. Sister Yueyao is at the villa." Yang Fei laughed lightly. Even her address seemed more affectionate.

Lin Qingyu nodded with a smile.

Then, the two of them left, chatting and laughing.

Yang Gang glanced at Huang Tianlin standing to the side, gave a smirk and said, "No flattery, Master Huang, your tennis skills are really not bad."

Huang Tianlin’s mouth twitched, forcing a smile. Wasn’t this a slap in the face?!

"Well, Master Huang, I’m leaving, see you later." Yang Gang said and walked away.

...

As Yang Fei was bringing Lin Qingyu back to Yang’s villa to find Lin Yueyao, several luxurious sports cars came off the exit of the Hangcheng Expressway.

In one of the yellow Porsche sports cars, a man sitting in the passenger seat was surveying the streets of Hangcheng through the car window, a mysterious smile playing on his lips.

"Young Master Lei, is your target for this trip to Hangcheng the missy of the Yang family or your old flame?" asked the driver.

The youth in the passenger seat grinned, "Anyone can have the missy of the Yang family. I’m not interested. My primary goal for coming to Hangcheng this time is to finish what I couldn’t do two years ago."

"Uh... you could have just said you’re here in Hangcheng to find your ex-girlfriend... wouldn’t that be enough?" After a pause, the driver continued, "Also, that woman heard our conversation and ran away from the hotel that day. Are you sure you can get her into bed this time? It’s been two years; it might not even be easy to find her."

The youth in the passenger seat extended one hand and gave it a squeeze, laughing, "If I, Lei Ming, want a woman, even if she flees to the ends of the earth, she cannot escape from the palm of my hand."