Imposter Young Master
Chapter 214 - 218 Favoritism_1

Chapter 214: Chapter 218 Favoritism_1

Yes, this woman is Murong Liuli, the actress Yan Gang considered a prodigy, who is also Su Ying’s cousin and the only daughter of Yan Hong, the chairman of New Industry Bank.

Murong Liuli stopped in her tracks and looked back at Yang Gang, "Do you know me?"

"That doesn’t matter, does it? What matters is, you want to fall. More accurately, you want to harm yourself in retaliation against someone. I have a suggestion." Yang Gang said, smiling faintly.

Murong Liuli stared quietly at Yang Gang, "What suggestion?"

"Come with me." Yang Gang said, then turned and walked away.

Murong Liuli hesitated for a moment before following him.

The two of them climbed to the top of the Huining Twin Star Building, the tallest building in Huining.

Standing on top of the Twin Star Building and looking down, human beings appear as tiny as ants.

"Why did you bring me here?" Murong Liuli glanced at the ground, her legs going weak.

"To fall," Yang Gang replied casually.

"You want me to jump off the building? This is falling, not degradation!" Murong Liuli yelled.

Yang Gang glanced at Murong Liuli, and said calmly, "The end of degradation is entering hell, but it takes a lot of time, a few years, decades, even longer. The end of falling is also hell, but it only takes a few seconds. Since you’ll have to end up in hell sooner or later, why not choose a shortcut?"

Murong Liuli glanced again at the sheer drop beneath her feet. The couple of hundred meters’ altitude was enough to make anyone feel dizzy.

She glared at Yang Gang, "You’re encouraging me to commit suicide. If I die, you’ll bear criminal responsibility."

Yang Gang shugged, "I don’t care."

Murong Liuli clenched her teeth, "I really will jump!"

Yang Gang remained unperturbed, even gesturing her to go ahead with a ’please’.

Murong Liuli went pale. She glanced at the ground below one more time. After having her expressions change multiple times, she still didn’t have the courage to jump.

Tears started to stream down her face. For the first time since she could remember, she cried out in front of someone else, "You’re a devil!"

Yang Gang looked at Murong Liuli and said calmly, "You won’t jump. Because deep within, you love this world."

Yes, from those photos, especially in her eyes, Yang Gang could feel that this woman who was determined to degrade herself, was in fact deeply attached to this world.

One’s eyes do not lie.

Crying, Murong Liuli shook her head, "What do you know about me? Do you understand me at all?"

"Isn’t it just because your mother prefers your cousin over her own daughter? Is this reason enough for you to degrade yourself willingly? Isn’t that foolish?" Yang Gang replied calmly.

Last night, when Yang Gang saw photos of Murong Liuli and noticed the decadence flowing from her words, he was perplexed.

Afterall, she was the only daughter of the Chairman of the New Industry Bank. A girl with such a background should have been the center of attention. Why would she degrade herself willingly?

Immediately, he used a special search engine to look up information about Murong Liuli’s relationships.

Then, he noticed some clues.

On the internet, there were pictures of Murong Liuli and her mother Yan Hong from different stages of life; there were also pictures of Su Ying and her aunt Yan Hong from different times; but in both sets of photos, Yan Hong’s expressions were quite puzzling.

In all the photos with her niece Su Ying, Yan Hong was smiling.

But in the numerous photos with her own daughter Murong Liuli, there wasn’t a single smile. Her expressions were cold and detached.

One picture stuck with Yang Gang.

a young Murong Liuli, about seven or eight years old, looking timidly at Yan Hong. Her eyes, craving for Yan Hong’s affection yet fearful of her indifference were distressing

Yang Gang did not know why Yan Hong was so cold towards her own daughter. But he believed, Murong Liuli’s willingness to degrade herself had a significant connection with her mother’s indifference.

...

Taken aback by Yang Gang’s words, Murong Liuli asked, "Who exactly are you?"

Yang Gang looked at Murong Liuli and replied mildly, "Your savior."

His tone was calm, but very serious.

Murong Liuli paused, then scoffed coldly, "Savior? Don’t make it sound so grand. How will you save me? Can you get my mother to give me the tenderness of maternal love?"

"That, I cannot guarantee. But, Miss Murong, if you have the courage to degrade yourself, why do you not have the courage to stand up again?" Yang Gang said calmly.

"Why stand? In this world, there is no one who truly needs me. As for those men, they are merely leering at my body, heh heh heh heh." Murong Liuli let out a mournful laugh.

"If there are no people who need you, then create some. What’s the big deal?" Yang Gang remarked nonchalantly.

"How to create?" Murong Liuli queried.

"Stand on the stage." Yang Gang responded lightly. "You possess an unfathomable performing talent. I can guarantee that once you stand in the center of the stage, all eyes will be drawn to you. Murong Liuli, shall we create a miracle together?"

Murong Liuli was startled. She blankly stared at Yang Gang, then after a long moment, she finally asked, "What exactly are you trying to do?"

Yang Gang flashed a wide grin, "I want to use you to make money, lots of money."

Murong Liuli fell silent, and after a while, she lifted her head, wiped away the tear stains from the corners of her eyes, extended her hand, and smiled faintly. "This is the first time that I’ve met someone so upfront. To introduce myself formally, my name is Murong Liuli, and I’m 20 years old."

Yang Gang also extended his hand to grasp Murong Liuli’s hand, "My name is Yang Gang, also 20. I am the heir to a local family in Hangcheng, and under my name is a talent agency on the verge of bankruptcy named Dreamy Elves."

"Is it awaiting me?" Murong Liuli chuckled lightly.

"Yes, it’s waiting for a heroine that can ignite its rebirth, like a phoenix rising from the ashes." Yang Gang commented lightly.

Murong Liuli fell silent, saying nothing.

At this moment, Yang Gang’s phone rang. It was a call from Su Ying.

Yang Gang moved aside to take the call, then returned later.

"Miss Murong, I have some matters to attend to and need to leave first." Yang Gang announced.

Murong Liuli hesitated, "Don’t you have a business card or something?"

Yang Gang chuckled, "I don’t have that sort of thing, but we’ll be seeing each other again soon. I’ll see you later."

Having said that, Yang Gang took his leave.

Murong Liuli watched the back of Yang Gang as he left: "Yang Gang..."

Her eyes deeply pondered, and who knows what she was thinking.

...

Upon arriving at a secluded luxury villa, Yang Gang found Su Ying and a wealthy-looking middle-aged woman standing together.

If his predictions were correct, then that middle-aged woman should be Su Ying’s aunt and Murong Liuli’s mother, Yan Hong.

In Yan Hong’s eyes, which looked at Su Ying, there was nothing but tenderness. It was obvious that she favored Su Ying very much.

Yang Gang sighed inwardly.

Su Ying complained that ever since she was a kid, Murong Liuli loved to snatch things she liked, but she didn’t know why.

That’s because, Su Ying, you had taken all the love from the mother that Murong Liuli adored the most.

"But from the looks of her reaction, that lass Su Ying seemed to be oblivious to this fact."

Yang Gang collected his emotions, parked the car, opened the door and stepped out.

"Auntie, this is my boyfriend, Yang Gang. Yang Gang, this is my Auntie." Su Ying introduced.

"Hello." Yang Gang greeted politely.

"Hello." Yan Hong replied as well.

She looked Yang Gang up and down.

The young man looks very handsome and possesses a solid, reliable demeanor and elegant manners. Not bad at all.

Yan Hong seemed to be very satisfied with Yang Gang.

"Yang Gang, dinner is ready. We can talk about the loan while we eat." said Yan Hong.

Yang Gang walked into the living room, where a round dining table was heaped with lavish delicacies, making it a scene of extravagant luxury.

He glanced at the dining table and, after a moment of contemplation, finally said, "Auntie, I heard from Little Ying that she has a cousin named Murong Liuli. Should we wait for her to come back and eat together?"

As soon as Yang Gang finished speaking, Yan Hong, who had always been smiling, suddenly turned cold, "No need to bother with her! We’ll just go ahead and eat."

Just at this moment, a chilly voice sounded: "I’m back."

It was Murong Liuli’s voice.