Imposter Young Master
Chapter 162 - 165: The Fox Spirit_1

Chapter 162: Chapter 165: The Fox Spirit_1

Yang Gang’s pupils constricted slightly.

"A hotel? What is Gu Xiaorou doing at a hotel? Could it be that Zhang Yu is here?"

Yang Gang felt a strange twinge of jealousy stirring within him.

He rubbed his forehead, slightly smiling bitterly: "What’s it to me if she books the room with her boyfriend? This odd jealousy is really inexplicable!"

Just as Yang Gang was about to leave, he paused and glanced back at the hotel. After a brief moment of pondering, he dialled Zhang Miao’s number: "Sister Miao, what are you doing?"

"I’m sleeping, of course. My sleep routine has been interrupted all because of your wife. She’s a night owl and has rubbed off on me. I’m always sleepy during the day and alert at night. Gang, you owe me some compensation for my loss." Zhang Miao’s languid voice came from the other end.

A rather inappropriate image surfaced in Yang Gang’s mind. He swallowed and said with a chuckle, "Sister Miao, how about I make it up to you?"

There was a brief silence on the other end before the languid voice replied, "Hmmm... So, you’re daring enough to flirt with your sister-in-law now."

"Not at all! It’s all Su Xiaoxi’s fault. She’s my fiancée, yet she isn’t fulfilling her conjugal duties. I plan to divorce her and marry Sister Miao!"

Zhang Miao burst into laughter, "Gang, if Little Xi heard this, she’d definitely cuckhold you."

She paused, then suddenly asked, "Hey, Gang, ever thought about having your cake and eating it too?"

Yang Gang’s mouth twitched, "Sounds like a nice idea, but it’ll definitely be my death sentence! If Su Xiaoxi found out, she’d bury me alive."

"Well, that can’t be helped. How about I send you a photo, so you can gaze upon it when you’re feeling lonely." Zhang Miao suggested.

Yang Gang’s eyes lit up instantly: "Yes, please!"

"Hold on a second, I’ll send it to you now."

Yang Gang eagerly awaited the image.

A moment later, a brand-new photo arrived on his QQ.

Yang Gang, full of anticipation, opened the photo and his face instantly darkened.

Indeed, it was a nude photo, but of a little piglet.

"Sister Miao, you tricked me." Yang Gang’s face fell disappointingly.

Zhang Miao laughed, "You’re getting less intelligent, aren’t you? Even if you were thinking with your butt, I still wouldn’t send you a photo. Anyway, enough of this, why did you call?"

"Uh... Well, Sister Miao, has Zhang Yu arrived in Hangcheng?" Yang Gang composed himself, pausing briefly before asking.

No, why do you ask?" Zhang Miao replied.

"He’s not?". Yang Gang glanced at the nearby hotel, "Oh, never mind."

Zhang Miao paused a moment before laughing, "Gang, you seem pretty on edge about Little Yu coming to Hangcheng. Did you do something that Zhang Yu wouldn’t approve of?"

An image of him forcefully kissing Gu Xiaorou flashed across Yang Gang’s mind, and he felt guilty: "How... how could I?"

"Hmm..." Zhang Miao stretched the sound out, creating an air of suspense.

Feeling a bit overwhelmed, Yang Gang quickly said, "Alright, Sister Miao, I admit, I had a wet dream about you again last night. Zhang Yu warned me not to fantasize about Sister Miao, but I... I failed again, so... "

"Oh, is that so? I thought there might be sparks between you and Xiaorou." Zhang Miao expressed in a regretful tone.

Yang Gang almost choked, Sister Miao, are you really Zhang Yu’s sister? Why are you hoping for some illicit affair between me and another woman!

Yang Gang glanced at the hotel again, aimlessly bantered with Zhang Miao for a few more minutes, before hanging up.

He stood in front of the hotel for a moment before he finally decided to enter.

Upon reaching the front desk, Yang Gang handed the receptionist a few dollars and said, "Miss, I want to know which room that beautiful woman who just arrived has gone to. Oh, don’t worry, I’m not some suspicious person. That woman is actually my wife, and I suspect she’s having an affair. I need to gather evidence of her infidelity so I can fight for custody of our child when we divorce."

While saying this, the look on Young Master Yang’s face was one of deep sorrow.

The receptionist’s heart softened. "She didn’t register at the front desk as the room was pre-booked. I’ll check the surveillance for you."

The receptionist enthusiastically ran to the surveillance room. After a moment, she returned and whispered to Yang Gang, "She entered room 606 which was indeed booked by a man."

Yang Gang grasped the receptionist’s hand, "Miss, you are a good person, God will surely bless you."

The receptionist blushed.

Young Master Yang shamelessly caressed the receptionist’s hand before finally letting go reluctantly and heading upstairs.

He stood outside room 606. The thought that Gu Xiaorou could possibly be inside having sex with someone triggered a surge of anger within him.

"Damn, what’s the situation? Why do I feel like I’m actually here to catch a cheater?!"

Just then, Yang Gang heard noises coming from the room. After a moment of hesitation, he leaned in to eavesdrop.

Inside room 606, there was indeed a man. However, he was clearly not the protagonist here. He was standing beside a blonde woman and seemed more like her sidekick.

The real protagonist was this blonde woman. She was a typical westerner with long golden hair. Her tight dress accentuated her curvaceous figure, radiating an aura filled with allure.

This woman, heavily made up, exuded a provocative air in every move she made.

"Gu Xiaorou, you truly are shameless. You came to the hotel when Chris invited you. What do you intend to do? Seduce Chris? He’s your elder half-brother. Is there no limit to your shamelessness?" The blonde woman sneered.

Gu Xiaorou glanced at the woman coldly: "Sister-in-law, I’m here to see my older brother, not to listen to your false accusations. Where is my brother?"

Snort!

The blonde woman laughed, "Do you think Chris would meet with a sister who is the offspring of a shameless mistress like yourself? Just look at those seductive, fox-like eyes of yours. You’re just like your mother, a vixen, born for the role of a mistress. Gu Xiaorou, let me tell you, no good comes to mistresses. Take your mother for instance, who was struck by lightning and died. See, even God was angry. Ha ha."