Imposter Young Master
Chapter 238 - 241 It’s Okay_1

Chapter 238: Chapter 241 It’s Okay_1

What the heck?

Yang Gang jumped in surprise. "Why didn’t I know about this?"

"Sister Xiaoxi told me not to tell you." Gu Xiaorou hesitated, then added, "It seems like Sister Xiaoxi came with He Deng."

Yang Gang’s face darkened in a second. "That superficial woman came all the way to Hangcheng just to flaunt her relationship. This is unforgivable."

He then turned his burning gaze toward Gu Xiaorou.

Gu Xiaorou jumped. "What... What are you doing?"

"Xiaorou, introduce me to some girls," Yang Gang suggested.

"Huh?" Gu Xiaorou twitched her mouth in surprise.

"Introduce me to some girls, you know? Birds of a feather flock together. Most beautiful girls hang out with other beauties. How about introducing me to one of your pretty friends?" Yang Gang continued.

Gu Xiaorou calmed down a bit. "What are you plotting?"

"Isn’t it obvious? This is a counterattack against Su Xiaoxi. She’s gone too far by flaunting her relationship in Hangcheng. As a man, should I just swallow this in silence?" Yang Gang fumed.

Gu Xiaorou gave Yang Gang a once-over. "Sister Xiaoxi and He Deng are simply here in Hangcheng to carry out some business. They’re not here to flaunt their relationship. You’re just reading too much into it," she said coolly.

Yang Gang looked at Gu Xiaorou with a melancholic expression. "Sigh, I’m so disappointed. I thought you would take my side after we have gotten so close. I could not have been more wrong as you are still a supporter of Su Xiaoxi."

Gu Xiaorou was on the verge of breaking down. Her face turned beet red and she retorted angrily, "Yang Gang! Have the audacity to bring up that you forcibly kissed me! When Sister Xiaoxi comes over in a few days, you’re not allowed to mention this! Otherwise, I’ll... I’ll drag you down with me!"

Yang Gang’s mouth twitched. So we end up in the same place...

"Anyway, right now I need an absolutely gorgeous girlfriend. I want to show Su Xiaoxi that I, Yang Gang, am not to be trifled with!" Yang Gang collected himself and continued.

Gu Xiaorou hesitated a bit before responding. "Don’t you have many beautiful women around you? Just pick one."

"Hmm... I suppose that could work. But, Xiaorou, could you help me narrow down the choices?" said Yang Gang.

"Why should I help you choose a girlfriend?" There was a hint of arrogance in Gu Xiaorou’s voice.

"Isn’t it clear? What kind of relationship do we have?" Yang Gang confidently pointed out.

"Hmm, what exactly is our relationship, Gang?" Gu Xiaorou stared at Yang Gang as she asked.

Yang Gang was taken aback. Indeed, he still hadn’t figured out his relationship with Gu Xiaorou. They weren’t like lovers, not normal friends, certainly not platonic friends but they weren’t strangers either.

"Cough, anyway, you hold a very special place in my life," said Yang Gang, after a pause.

Gu Xiaorou shot Yang Gang a glance, but said nothing. After a while, she suddenly suggested, "If you truly want to provoke Sister Xiaoxi, then have Yang Fei pretend to be your girlfriend."

"Huh? Yang Fei?" Yang Gang shook his head. "No way. Yang Fei may be very pretty, but she’s too young and doesn’t have a strong enough presence. More importantly, Yang Fei and Su Xiaoxi are both B cup size, so that wouldn’t intimidate her."

Gu Xiaorou rolled her eyes. "None of this has anything to do with one’s presence, nor with bust size. If you can persuade Yang Fei to be your fake girlfriend, your plan will be halfway successful."

Yang Gang considered Gu Xiaorou’s serious face. It didn’t seem like she was joking. He scratched his head in confusion.

Why though? It’s not logical! Su Xiaoxi is devastatingly beautiful, and over the years, her confidence has inflated to the point of vanity. Apart from Sister Miao, she doesn’t consider any other woman as a rival. So how could Yang Fei provoke her?

But then again, if Yang Fei couldn’t provoke Su Xiaoxi, who on earth could?

"Enough with your confusion. It’s time for class," Gu Xiaorou said, and started walking ahead.

Yang Gang hurriedly followed her. Glancing at Xiaorou, he said, "Xiaorou, I have never paid for sex. It was a misunderstanding."

"Really?" Gu Xiaorou turned and looked at Yang Gang.

"I swear to God," Yang Gang raised his hand high to take an oath.

Gu Xiaorou grinned. "Actually, even without your oath, I would have believed you. How could someone as sexually inept as you pay for sex?"

Yang Gang: ...

...

The first class of the day was an elective: Art class.

Of course, it was the previous Yang Gang who had chosen it.

Why, you ask? ...

Yang Gang looked at Xia Zihan sitting in front of him, a sudden indecipherable thought passing through his mind.

Then, he turned his attention to the girl sitting on his left.

Smooth, black hair, a balanced and graceful figure seemed as if she was sketched right out of a painting of a classical beauty with Jiangnan charm. She exudes a sophistication that appeared almost innately gifted amidst her exquisite vitality.

As for her appearance, she was a beauty so rare, it was as if she was a creature bestowed spiritedly to humanity.

Some women were born to conquer the world.

Perhaps he was referring to this caliber of women.

It was none other than Yang Fei, Yang Gang’s younger step-sister.

Yang Gang’s gaze at her was so mesmerizing, he had to blink back to reality, smiling ruefully.

While he was loathed to admit it, both Yang Fei and Su Xiaoxi were indeed striking, their beauty had the power to jeopardize the world around them.

Yang Fei had also selected this art class. She seemed to be aware of Yang Gang’s gaze, turned her head, and asked, "What’s wrong?"

"Well, I just realized you’re quite pretty," Yang Gang chuckled.

Yang Fei blushed faintly, whispering indignantly, "Don’t think praising me would get you off the hook for your ’cdc’ towards my friend! Yang Gang, as the heir to the Yang family, can you please restrain yourself?"

"Ah, I was just feeling lonely and single. I may have a fiancée, but you also know Tong Xin doesn’t like me, and I’m basically single. What happened last night is a common mistake for all bachelors. Unless..." Yang Gang ventured: "Unless, I have a girlfriend."

"A girlfriend? What type do you like, I can help you find one," Yang Fei suggested.

Yang Gang looked at Yang Fei with such intensity: "Feifei, I feel like, you’d be perfect."

Cough, cough!

With a flustered and angry face, Yang Fei honeyed, "Yang Gang, are you courting death? When I return home, I’ll tell Grandma that you teased me!"

Yang Gang’s mouth twitched a bit: "I was just joking around, no need to get so emotional."

"Humph! This is not a joke that can be made lightly! If someone overheard and misunderstood, what then?" Yang Fei retorted indignantly.o

Yang Gang was a little annoyed, it seemed like the prospect of Yang Fei being his pretend girlfriend was quite grim.

"Ahem, ahem, the Yang twins, class is about to begin, stop whispering." A middle-aged woman said, who was of average build.

Her name was He Mei, the art teacher who taught this painting class.

Everyone turned to look at Yang Gang and Yang Fei. Yang Fei suddenly felt a bit guilt-ridden, as if she really did something shameful.

Yang Gang, on the other hand, looking at the sketch board in front of him, was quite nonchalant.

"Students, we’re going to a quick test today. I will give a topic, and everyone will draw it on their sketch board," He Mei paused, then added: "The test subject is: draw the person you remember most profoundly from memory."

His words instantly set the classroom abuzz.

A student asked, "Teacher, if the person who has left the deepest impression is the first girlfriend, do we have to draw her?"

He Mei grinned, "This is an anonymous test, so even if you draw your first girlfriend, nobody will know it was you who drew it."

"That sounds fun". A student declared excitedly.

Speaking of which, the person I remember the most is Sister Muto Lan from ***. What should I do? Do I have to draw her too?" A male student chuckled.

"Ew, you’re so nasty. No wonder you can’t find a girlfriend," a female student despised.

"Hey, Chen Hong, you know about Muto Lan too, could it be..." Another male student teased.

"Buzz off!"

...

Yang Gang stared at the sketchboard in front of him, his mind wavering.

"The most memorable person, huh..."

He sighed, his gaze unintentionally sweeping over Yang Fei’s face, he stared for a moment.

He noticed Yang Fei, with a pencil in her mouth, was also staring blankly at her sketch board.