Imposter Young Master
Chapter 141 - 144 Insult! _1

Chapter 141: Chapter 144 Insult! _1

As all the guests had arrived, Yang Gang stood by Yang Fei’s side and said, "Feifei, I didn’t notice, do we have relatives here?"

Yang Fei rolled her eyes, "You really have a complete amnesia. We don’t have any relatives. Both our grandparents were war orphans, and grandfather died in the Korean War. Our grandmother brought up our father single-handedly, and then after the country’s economic reform, our father grasped the opportunity to rise to riches through coal mining, ultimately securing a place among the Top Ten Families of Hangcheng. We don’t really have relatives."

"Doesn’t our mother’s side have relatives?" asked Yang Gang.

"On our mother’s side..." Yang Fei hesitated, "Father rarely talks about mother. However, for all these years, it doesn’t seem like relatives from mother’s side ever visited us. Could it be that even mother was an orphan without any relatives?"

A hint of doubt flickered in Yang Gang’s eyes.

Yang’s ancestral hall displayed a portrait in memoriam of Mother Yang.

She was a very beautiful woman, with a distinct elegance and poise.

Yang Gang found it hard to imagine that a woman with an orphaned upbringing could possess such noble elegance.

Just then, someone came over, "Feifei, happy birthday. You were busy welcoming guests just now, so I didn’t have a chance to wish you a happy birthday."

It was Xia Zihan, and with her came Xia Ziyang.

Yang Fei went up to greet her, and the two women chatted in private.

Meanwhile, Xia Ziyang stood next to Yang Gang, holding a glass of red wine.

The Yang family’s birthday banquet was a high-end buffet-style party with an array of top-tier dishes and fine wines.

"Yang Gang, did you hear that the yacht of those young masters who came to Hangcheng from Yanjing for a visit exploded the other day?" Xia Ziyang said coolly.

"Oh, I heard about it," replied Yang Gang, nonchalantly.

"Who could have done it I wonder? Quite a few secret agents from Yanjing have come, but none of them can find a trace of crime. Could it be internal strife?" Xia Ziyang said in a casual tone.

Yang Gang chuckled, "Who knows? They specifically went to the high seas, for what? To do drugs? To gamble? Or to kidnap? If so, can I say they got what they deserved?"

Xia Ziyang laughed, "If they were engaged in criminal activities, that’s their retribution. Oh, perhaps there may be secret agents from Yanjing infiltrated among us, so we should be careful with our words."

He paused, took a sip of wine, hesitated slightly, then asked, "What do you think of Gu Jiang?"

A waiter holding a glass of red wine happened to pass by. Yang Gang took the wine, took a sip and asked, "What aspect are you referring to?"

"I heard, he’s very particular about women and very hard to get along with," Xia Ziyang hinted but didn’t complete the sentence.

A glint of coldness flashed in Yang Gang’s eyes. He took another sip of his red wine and fell silent.

"I’ll leave first, can’t keep the birthday boy to myself. Some people would be upset behind my back." After saying that, Xia Ziyang left with a smile.

Then, Xia Zihan came over. Now, when she faced Yang Gang, she seemed somewhat shy, a bit embarrassed, but more than anything, she was filled with regret.

Some feelings can only be truly understood after they are lost, but by then it’s too late.

Xia Zihan had personally experienced this kind of regret-filled pain.

She knew that she couldn’t win back Yang Gang anymore.

She no longer harbored many extravagant hopes, as long as Yang Gang did not dislike her, it would be enough.

"Yang Gang, happy birthday," Xia Zihan said after pulling herself together.

Yang Gang smiled, "Thank you."

Truth be told, when he first met Xia Zihan, he didn’t like this spoiled and arrogant wealthy young lady. However, somehow this girl had transformed into a well-behaved girl without him noticing. It wasn’t a pretense, but rather a genuine change.

He always admired children who were willing to correct their mistakes. As such, he didn’t harbor any prejudice against Xia Zihan anymore.

But that’s unrelated to love.

Love, to Young Master Yang who is not high in emotional intelligence, was somewhat complicated and hard to understand.

Nevertheless, he at least knew that if you didn’t feel a spark for a woman, you wouldn’t fall in love with her.

Over the past twenty years, only three women had ever made his heart flutter.

Xia Zihan was not among them.

After chatting with Xia Zihan for a while, she excused herself, handing Yang Gang a delicate wooden box as a birthday gift before leaving.

Yang Gang didn’t open it. It would be considered rude and ostentatious to open presents during the banquet.

Tonight, Yang Gang wasn’t just the actor without any moral integrity; he was the elder son of the Yang family, representing the reputation of his family.

Yang Gang was aware that there were many ’small fishes’ who had infiltrated the banquet, waiting for an opportunity to kick him while he was down.

He took another sip of his red wine, a cryptic sneer tugging at the corners of his mouth.

...

Gu Jiang was sitting on a soft-cushioned sofa, swirling the clear, red wine in his glass.

A few women who tried to approach Gu Jiang were frightened away by his cold gaze even before they could get close.

At that moment, Gu Jiang’s gaze suddenly faltered. Rising, he approached a woman: "Miss Gu, we meet again."

Gu Xiaorou, who was talking to Sister Miao, turned around to see Gu Jiang, which startled her.

This slow-witted girl only just realized that Gu Jiang was also at the banquet.

Damn it! She always seemed to bump into people she least wanted to see.

"Oh, so it’s Mr. Gu. Nice to meet you," Gu Xiaorou responded, unfazed.

"Would you care to join me for a drink?" Gu Jiang asked politely.

As Carmen had said, this man was gentle and considerate, but he only ever showed his gentleness to the woman he deemed to be his soulmate.

Apparently, Gu Xiaorou had become that woman to Gu Jiang.

What a shame, Gu Xiaorou had no interest in Gu Jiang whatsoever.

She grinned and said, "I’m sorry, I’m not drinking tonight. Oh, Gu, we have to run. Excuse us."

Then, she got up and left with Zhang Miao.

There was a flicker of annoyance in Gu Jiang’s eyes as he resumed his seat on the sofa.

Meanwhile, in a room.

Yang Lin was advising Yang Ya, "Little Ya, why are you backing out now? Gu Jiang is a rare good man. You should seize the opportunity. There don’t know how many women at the banquet tonight are eyeing him. It won’t be good if someone else gets to him first."

Yang Lin had not seen what had happened at the entrance of the villa.

"Dad, Gu Jiang isn’t as great as you think. He is a rude guy, and I don’t care for him," Yang Ya reacted reluctantly.

"Gu Jiang is an excellent man, and I’m not the only one who thinks so. He doesn’t play around, he’s tall, handsome, and gentlemanly. Where else in Hangcheng can you find such a wonderful man?" countered Yang Lin.

"Ah~ alright, alright, I’ll go pour him some wine now," Yang Ya conceded reluctantly.

Carrying a tray with two empty wine glasses and a bottle of high-end Lafite red wine, she headed toward Gu Jiang.

Just as she approached Gu Jiang, a distracted Yang Ya slipped, losing her balance.

At that moment, an arm stretched out to steady her.

Once Yang Ya regained her balance, she gave a small smile and said, "Young Master Gu, thank you."

Gu Jiang stood up and walked over to Yang Ya. In full view of everyone, he suddenly brought his hand to Yang Ya’s chin, a cold smirk on his face: "Miss Yang, you’re good at acting."

"What do you mean?" Yang Ya was a little annoyed, but she couldn’t afford to offend someone as important as Gu Jiang. She knew that the Yang family was on the brink of bankruptcy. Not that she expected Gu Jiang to help them, but she knew she couldn’t afford to offend him. Otherwise, the Yang family was done for!

"What do I mean?" Gu Jiang sneered. "You did that slip on purpose, didn’t you? And the hooligans who tried to rob you that day, they were actors you hired, right? To get close to me. Am I right?"

Yang Ya paused, her heart filled with a mix of anger and humiliation.

Being humiliated like this in front of so many people at her brother and sister’s birthday party, Yang Ya felt an urge to cry.

She bit her lip tightly, trying hard not to let her tears fall.

Gu Jiang, however, didn’t let up on Yang Ya, sneering again: "Can you local small-time women have some dignity? Other than using your looks to seduce men, what else can you do? Do you all want to marry into the wealthy families of Yanjing that desperately? Yang Ya, I admit, among all the women who tried to seduce me, you are the most beautiful. Out of kindness, I’ll give you one chance. Kneel down and beg me."