Imposter Young Master
Chapter 393 - 396 Cutting Corners_1

Chapter 393: Chapter 396 Cutting Corners_1

He thought for a moment, but couldn’t remember.

"Hmm, it probably wasn’t something very important. Oh well, I’ll stop pondering it."

He checked the time, calculating that Su Xiaoxi should be here soon.

At that moment, the doorbell of the villa rang.

Yang Fei, who was lounging on the living room sofa, grabbed a pair of binoculars and peered out through the glass at the entrance to the villa. "Gang, your wife is here," she said.

A twitch came to Yang Gang’s mouth. He opened his mouth, as if about to speak, but ended up saying nothing.

He walked out through the living room door to the front of the villa.

Seeing Su Xiaoxi, his thoughts stirred with ripples.

That evening, Su Xiaoxi was dressed in a purple chiffon dress, paired with a miniskirt, black stockings, and high heels; presenting an image that was noble, elegant, mysterious, and sexy.

In her hand, Su Xiaoxi was holding a light purple clutch bag that matched her chiffon dress.

She stood there, smiling lightly, appearing as a beautiful scene in herself.

"What is this child staring at? Quickly invite Little Xi in," the elderly lady said, walking over with Aunt Lian’s help.

Su Xiaoxi quickly went over to the elderly woman, assisting her: "Grandma, your leg is not in good condition. You shouldn’t have come out."

"It’s fine. Only my beautiful daughter-in-law gets this kind of treatment. I wouldn’t bother coming out for anyone else," the elderly lady laughed.

The elderly lady was very satisfied with Su Xiaoxi.

Even though her most desired granddaughter-in-law was still Gu Xiaorou, she didn’t have anything to criticize about Su Xiaoxi.

Although this girl was three years older than Yang Gang, she was mature, sensible, respectful, had an outstanding temperament, and was highly capable.

In truth, the elderly lady knew deep down that, disregarding personal preference, Su Xiaoxi was actually a better fit to be the Yang family’s daughter-in-law than Gu Xiaorou.

"Thank you, Grandma. I’m feeling so incredibly honored," Su Xiaoxi laughed.

The elderly lady glanced unintentionally at Su Xiaoxi’s hand, then looked at Yang Gang discontentedly: "Gang, don’t tell me you haven’t yet bought an engagement ring for Little Xi?"

"Hehehe," Yang Gang twitched slightly, thinking: "My family heirloom ring was already nabbed by Su Xiaoxi. Uh, speaking of which, why isn’t Su Xiaoxi wearing the heirloom ring? I can understand her not wearing it on regular days, but wouldn’t any woman who knows the slightest thing about propriety wear it on such an occasion?"

Little did he know, Su Xiaoxi also felt despondent.

The ring that she had finally managed to get her hands on simply wouldn’t fit on her finger!

Collecting herself, Su Xiaoxi spoke: "Grandma, Gang has already ordered a diamond ring for me. We were supposed to pick it up today, but the jewellery store messed up somehow, so we have to wait a few more days to get the diamond ring."

"Oh, I see," the elderly lady didn’t seem to suspect anything as she sighed lightly: "Our family used to have an heirloom ring, passed down specifically for our daughters-in-law. Sadly, it got lost."

Su Xiaoxi laughed: "It’s okay, Gang has already taken care of it."

She paused for a moment, then said, "Grandma, it gets pretty chilly outside at night around here. We should go back inside."

The elderly lady nodded her head.

Just at that moment, car headlights lit up the driveway in front of the Yang’s villa and a Benz parked in front of the gate.

The car door opened and three people got out—it was Chen Yongjian, Qiu Hong, and their daughter, Chen Dongnuan.

"Grandma, it’s me, Dongnuan, do you remember me?" Chen Dongnuan bounded over like a little bird.

Seeing Su Xiaoxi as she approached the elderly lady, Chen Dongnuan paused in surprise.

"Dongnuan, you’re growing up to be quite the young lady. Have you found a marriage match?" the elderly lady laughed.

Caught off guard, Chen Dongnuan blushed heavily.

"Madam, Dongnuan is still studying in the United Kingdom," Chen Yongjian walked over. Looking at Su Xiaoxi, he said, "This must be Gang’s fiancée. I heard she was beautiful, but didn’t expect her to look like a superstar."

"You’re too kind. She is obviously far more beautiful and gracious than those celebrities on TV, right?" Qiu Hong also came over, chuckling.

"Uncle, aunt, good day. I’m Su Xiaoxi, Yang Gang’s fiancée," Su Xiaoxi introduced herself politely.

At this point, Yang Ya and Yang Fei also came out of the villa.

"Ahh! Isn’t this the busty woman Yang Gang couldn’t stop staring at while we were waiting for the red light last night?" Yang Fei was taken aback.

Last night, Yang Fei was in the car, sitting in the passenger seat, so Chen Dongnuan hadn’t seen her.

Her eyes took a spin, finally regaining her senses with a stunned look on her face, "Is this... is this Chen Dongnuan?"

Yang Fei eyed Chen Dongnuan’s C+ cup breasts, her heart sinking even further.

Why, oh why? They all used to be flat-chested princesses when they were young. Now, you’ve metamorphosed while I’m still a caterpillar?

"Goddess Nuwa, did you run out of clay when forming me? How could you skimp on such critical areas?"

If everyone knew what Yang Fei was thinking, they would all vomit blood.

"Feifei, as the saying goes, women change a lot at eighteen, you’re so beautiful." Chen Dongnuan walked over to Yang Fei and said.

Yang Fei rolled her eyes, "Miss Dongnuan, please, when complimenting me, could you not stare at my chest?"

Chen Dongnuan giggled and lowered her voice, "Guys love petite and cute girls like you."

Yang Fei’s face darkened, "Petit... petite? That’s crossing the line! I admit I’m not very big. But... you can’t call me petite either. I’m average-sized!"

The two women were standing at a distance, so the crowd didn’t hear their conversation.

At the moment, everyone’s attention was still focused on Su Xiaoxi.

Regardless of what Chen Yongjian and Qiu Hong asked, she handled it calmly.

Eventually, as the wind began to pick up, everyone went back inside.

Because the old lady wasn’t in good health, Su Xiaoxi helped her back to her room to rest.

Everyone else gathered in the living room.

Chen Yongjian and Qiu Hong were full of envy for Su Xiaoxi.

If only the Chen family could have such a daughter-in-law.

Too bad, that useless Wenhao...

"Sigh, how envious. The men of Yang family are so lucky. Yang Lin married the most beautiful woman in Hangcheng, and now Gang married such a stunning beauty. When is such good luck going to fall on our Chen family?" Chen Yongjian joked.

Qiu Hong glared at Chen Yongjian, "I’m sorry for being the ugly woman you married."

Chen Yongjian broke out in a cold sweat, quickly saying, "Honey, I wasn’t talking about me, I was referring to our son, Wenhao."

Qiu Hong rolled her eyes at him. She looked at Yang Ya and smiled, "Little Ya, it would be great if you could be our daughter-in-law."

Yang Ya laughed, "Aunt, I think to Wenhao, a wife or anything doesn’t matter, as long as she has glasses."

Qiu Hong chuckled bitterly, "Ha, that jerk, he takes after his father, a glasses fanatic!"

"By the way, Aunt, where is Wenhao?" Yang Ya asked.

"Eh, I haven’t seen him all day. His phone is off, probably out of battery." Qiu Hong paused and added, "Who knows where he’s hanging out. We can’t control him anymore. If he can’t get a wife, let him remain a bachelor!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Gang, who was seated on the sofa, was stunned.

He finally remembered what he had forgotten.

The toilet paper!

Chen Wenhao asked him to bring his special toilet paper from home, but so much happened, and Yang Gang had completely forgotten about it.

Yang Gang glanced outside, it was completely dark already.

"Well... Chen Wenhao does claim to be a clean freak, but if he didn’t get his special toilet paper for a long time, he would probably resort to using clumps of earth. After all, there are plenty of them in the grove."

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ps: Ahem, having read up to this point, have you noticed my writing style yet? My story isn’t intense or stimulating. I’m simply trying to narrate a fun, ambiguous tale with humor. It’s unfair to say that I’m creating filler content. (weeping)