Imposter Young Master
Chapter 132 - 135 Little Qi_1

Chapter 132: Chapter 135 Little Qi_1

Lin Yueyao was oblivious to the luxury sports cars nearby. She was carrying her shopping bags, staring absently at her toetips with a faint smile on her lips.

Sometimes, when life shuts a door on you, it opens a window.

In agreeing to be Yang Gang’s personal maid, Lin Yueyao felt somewhat coerced. She had no understanding of the Yang family’s young master, having only heard that he was a spoiled, wealthy brat. But at that time, she needed a high-paying job. She had to support her sister’s education and earn money for her parents’ medical treatment back home. So, she agreed.

However, life in the Yang family turned out to be surprisingly calm, peaceful, and even happy. The young master wasn’t as despicable as she’d imagined. Though he often drooled over her, he never made any inappropriate moves. And sometimes... sometimes, he could even be gentle...

"Ah, why can’t I get the young master out of my head? What on earth am I thinking?"

Lin Yueyao gave herself a playful knock on the head, sticking out her tongue in a cutesy manner.

Suddenly, the sound of a car screeching to a halt nearby startled her.

Lin Yueyao’s face brightened - the young master was back...

But when she looked up, her body shivered violently, and a look of fear flashed in her eyes.

It was him, the beast in human form... Lei Ming!!

About the incident two years ago, Lin Qingyu didn’t know the whole story. There was a lot Lin Yueyao hadn’t told her sister.

That night, this beast, Lei Ming, didn’t just want to bed her. He had invited a bunch of his debauched buddies to gangrape her!!

"Yo, Yueyao, you’ve really filled out in the two years since we last saw each other. I can barely control myself." Lei Ming rested his hand on the car door, eying Lin Yueyao lecherously.

The cars in front honked their horns, and Lei Ming waved them off: "You guys go ahead to the Xia family, I have some business to take care of."

"Can’t understand Lei Ming’s taste. Damned if anyone can figure him out. He could have his pick of the Hangcheng’s Xia family’s daughter or either of the daughters of the Yang family - they’re all stunning. He’d be winning big if he landed just one of them. And yet he’s bothering with a commoner. No idea what he’s thinking." One of the young men in a black Bentley shook his head.

Another young man, this one in a Ferrari, laughed: "To each his own, I guess. Besides, this woman’s pretty hot, really stacked. Bet she feels great to the touch."

"Never mind, let’s just leave him be. We should head to the Xia family. The Yang family twins’ birthday is the day after tomorrow. If we can snag one of the Yang girls, this trip to Hangcheng will be a massive win." The Bentley-driving youth spoke again.

"True that."

Shortly after that, several luxury sports cars drove off, leaving just the yellow Porsche behind.

The Porsche’s door opened, and the young driver got out. He glanced at Lei Ming and said: "Lei, I have some errands to run in Hangcheng. I’ll go ahead."

"Hey, Little Qi, help me get this woman into the car first," Lei Ming instructed.

Little Qi gave Lei Ming a look and smiled: "Lei, I’m just your bodyguard. I’m not obliged to help you with your women. I made that clear two years ago."

Lei Ming began to seethe: "Little Qi, there’s something I’ve been holding in for two years. I need an answer today. Two years ago, my plan was flawless. Everything was ready; all we needed was for this woman to take the bait. But when I discussed it with you... Why did she arrive early? Allowing her to overhear our conversation and bolt... Now I think about it, you were very loud when we were talking, as if you wanted her to overhear."

Lei Ming paused, then coldly asked: "Did you have something to do with this?"

Lin Yueyao’s body shook slightly.

Two years ago, right before meeting Lei Ming at the hotel, a man who claimed to be Lei Ming’s subordinate called Lin Yueyao and told her that the meeting time had been pushed up. That night, she arrived at the hotel early and overheard that dreadful and infuriating conversation.

Could it be that the man on the phone was...

She looked up at the man. He was in his early twenties, not conventionally handsome - at least not as much as her young master - with a somewhat cold aura. He didn’t seem like a bodyguard, but more like an assassin.

At Lei Ming’s accusation, Little Qi spread a thin smile: "Who knows?"

"You!" Lei Ming felt like he was choking on his rage. He pointed at Little Qi: "Little Qi, remember, you’re nothing more than a dog I paid for.."

Cold menace flashed in Little Qi’s eyes. Without any noticeable movement, a silver needle suddenly shot out from his fingertip and surged toward Lei Ming’s forehead.

When it was only 0.1mm away from Lei Ming’s temple, the silver needle stopped. Then, with a brilliant flash, it vanished from sight.

Lei Ming was sweating buckets of cold sweat, his face turned deathly white. This enigmatic man was the bodyguard his father had arranged for him two years ago. His father had only said one thing: "Don’t provoke him."

He once thought nothing of it - no matter how brilliant someone was, weren’t they all just his dogs?

But today, he had experienced the sheer terror of death himself. At last, he understood that this man was not someone he could mess with.

Lei Ming looked mortified, but he dared not utter a single word.

He turned to Lin Yueyao again to vent his frustration, trying to drag her to his car.

Lin Yueyao struggled desperately, but she was no match for Lei Ming’s strength. She looked to Little Qi for help, but he remained impassive, showing no intention of coming to her aid.

Despair started to flood Lin Yueyao’s heart.

Just then, a Lamborghini suddenly hurtled towards them and crashed heavily into the rear of the Porsche.

The impact caused the Porsche to lurch forward over a meter.

Lei Ming, who was dragging Lin Yueyao at the time, was affected by the impact. His head hit the car door, and a large bruise quickly blossomed on his forehead. Strangely enough, Lin Yueyao sustained no injuries from the incident.

"Who the hell dares hit my car?" Lei Ming was livid.

At that moment, a young man descended from the Lamborghini sporting his signature smile that wouldn’t hurt a fly.

It was Yang Gang.

Yang Gang sauntered toward Lei Ming with a grin on his face, then grabbed Lei Ming by the collar and yanked him towards himself. In one swift motion, he kneed Lei Ming in the stomach.

While Yang Gang’s attack hadn’t gone all out, it was still powerful enough to send Lei Ming reeling.

Lei Ming turned pale as a sheet, clutching his stomach. Seconds later, he let out a wail of pain that could curdle blood. He squirmed on the ground, crying out in agony - a pitiful sight indeed.

Having rolled to Little Qi’s side, Lei Ming ranted: "Little Qi, I’ve been beaten to this state and you still won’t lift a finger? Is this how you perform your bodyguard duties?"

"Hmm... Are there more of them?" Yang Gang had been focusing solely on Lei Ming and hadn’t noticed Little Qi’s presence. This can also be explained by Little Qi’s ability to keep his presence unnoticed by hiding his aura - the mark of a top-class assassin.

When Yang Gang finally looked at Little Qi, his mouth twitched, and he mentally sent a wave of obscenities Little Qi’s way...

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PS: The fourth update might be a bit late; probably around 10 PM. For those who can’t wait, feel free to hit the hay.