Imposter Young Master
Chapter 251 - 254: Mr. Yang, What are You Doing?_1

Chapter 251: Chapter 254: Mr. Yang, What are You Doing?_1

Yang Gang suddenly perked up, could it be that Yang Fei was taking a bath?!

Um... should I peep?

Peeping...isn’t that kinda bad, she is my sister after all.

So what? It’s not like she’s my biological sister.

Within Yang Gang’s mind, a white and black figures were enthusiastically debating.

Finally, the figure in white was overpowered by the one in black.

Yang Gang sneaked up to the bathhouse door, he was very cautious, ensuring he made no noise while walking.

The Yang family’s bathhouse was a suite, the front part was for changing clothes and the shower and bathtub were inside.

Using a thin wire, Yang Gang skillfully unlocked the bathhouse door and found a bunch of neatly arranged women’s clothes in the changing room.

"Hm, aren’t these clothes Zuo Lan’s? So, Zuo Lan’s the one taking a bath?"

Because it was not Yang Fei in the bath, the unscrupulous Young Master Yang was slightly disappointed, but he quickly perked up again.

Taking a bath with a cold-hearted beauty, isn’t that even more visually appealing?

Calm down, calm down.

Young Master Yang, don’t be so embarrassing, you’re getting excited before even seeing the ’real deal’. If you see the scene of Zuo Lan bathing later, will you lose your mind and die on the spot from overexcitement?

Yang Gang composed himself and moved stealthily closer to the bath.

Finding a spot to spy from, he held his breath, focused, and looked in.

But just at that moment, a dark light flashed and Yang Gang was startled. He reacted swiftly, turning his body sharply as a silver needle brushed past his groin.

That was close!

While he was still reveling in his fortune, Zuo Lan appeared wrapped in a bathrobe in front of Yang Gang.

Without any discernible emotion on her face, she spoke in a cold tone, "Young Master Yang, what are you doing?"

Yang Gang replied with a calm face, "In the middle of the night, I heard a noise from the bathhouse. I thought something might be stolen, so I came here to investigate."

"There’s no thief here, I’m just taking a bath. You can go back without worrying," Zuo Lan said indifferently.

"Good, there’s no thief. There’s no thief," Yang Gang said, and then left the bathhouse calmly.

Back in his room, he turned on his computer, tapped a few keys, and a video feed appeared. It was an image of the inside of the bathhouse, but Zuo Lan was not seen.

Just now, Yang Gang had covertly placed a tiny camera inside the bath. The angle of the camera was perfect, covering the entire bathhouse. In other words, as long as Zuo Lan continued to take a bath, Yang Gang would be able to see everything.

A moment later, Zuo Lan, wrapped in a bath towel, returned to the bathhouse. She was getting ready to undress.

Yang Gang held his breath, waiting for the moment the towel slid off.

But just then, Zuo Lan suddenly looked in the direction of the camera, took out a silver needle from somewhere, gave a flick of her hand, and the silver needle flew out.

From Yang Gang’s side, the video feed suddenly went black.

It was clear that the camera in the bathhouse had been destroyed.

"Damn it, Zuo Lan is more alert than I thought."

One after another, his spying plans were foiled by Zuo Lan, So, Yang Gang decided to give up.

The next day.

When Yang Gang woke up, Zuo Lan had gotten up already. She was sitting on the bench in the yard, calmly reading a book.

It was as if nothing had happened last night.

Yang Gang was thick-skinned, he acted like nothing had happened either.

After breakfast, Yang Gang left for school.

During this time, nothing was happening at school. The only thing that piqued Yang Gang’s interest was the matter of the time capsule hidden in the school.

In these few days, he had observed secretly that the school was keeping the time capsule very careful.

Then, evening came.

At the entrance of Yipin Tang Restaurant, a man dressed in a suit walked unhurriedly with eyes gleaming like a hawk. It was Yang Gang.

He and He Qian had agreed to have dinner here tonight.

He Qian had already arrived, she was a bit surprised when she saw Yang Gang.

Well, how should she put it? This man, who already looked attractive, seemed extraordinarily sophisticated and fruitful in his formal suit. Especially his hawkish eyes, which gave him a powerful aura.

In that instant, He Qian felt her heartbeat quicken.

"Ms. He, you look very beautiful tonight," Yang Gang said with a faint smile.

With a blush on her face, He Qian coyly replied, "So, I’m only beautiful tonight?"

"Of course not. You’re just more stunning tonight. This stunning charm comes not only from your gorgeous figure but also from the elegance and tranquility emanating naturally from you. This aura is as enchanting as the allure of the classical ladies from the old books. It combines the classical literature’s most tempting flirtation for Chinese men."

Yang Gang paused and smiled faintly, "I’m not very good at flattery, sorry."

He Qian blushed, "Even I, a married woman, am blushing. How can those innocent girls resist your sweet words."

"Eww! I’m not into the Lolita type." Yang Gang checked the time, gave a faint smile and said, "It’s quite late, let’s go in."

He Qian nodded.

Yang Gang and He Qian entered a private room. Although it was a private room, it wasn’t completely enclosed. One could see the situation inside from the corridor.

Before long, the dishes were served.

"Sorry, Young Master Yang, this isn’t a fancy restaurant. I can’t afford to treat you to sea cucumber or abalone," He Qian said.

Yang Gang smiled, "Actually, I prefer eating in small local restaurants rather than those fancy ones."

He Qian smiled cheerfully.

No doubt, there’s something different about a woman who’s been in a marriage.

While eating, Yang Gang and He Qian were casually conversing. Neither of them mentioned the issue of the demolition contract, though it was apparent that each had their respective intentions.

At this point, a voice called out, "Huh, Yang Gang, what are you doing here?"

Yang Gang raised his head to see Lin Qingyu, the populist school beauty he hadn’t seen in several days.

"My friend, I’ll be back in a bit," Yang Gang said to He Qian.

He Qian nodded.

Yang Gang then got up and walked to the door, met Lin Qingyu and smiled, "Can’t I have a meal here?"

"Oh, no." Lin Qingyu’s face turned slightly red, "What I mean is, as a rich and noble young master, why would you come to a small restaurant like this?"

She glanced at He Qian and seemed to understand, "Sorry, it seems I have interrupted."

Yang Gang did not explain anything, he looked at Lin Qingyu and asked, "Are you also having dinner here?"

Lin Qingyu nodded, "Yes, now that my sister is working at your house, and earning a decent income, she brought my parents over to Hangcheng. Today is the first day they arrived in Hangcheng, so we are having a family dinner here."

"Hm...so your parents are here. Which room are they in? I’ll go and pay them a visit later," Yang Gang said.