Imposter Young Master
Chapter 469 - 472: New Student Council List_1

Chapter 469: Chapter 472: New Student Council List_1

"Young Master Yang, actually, you didn’t have to come." Zuo Lan said lightly.

Yang Gang chuckled, "I didn’t have anything else to do anyway. Besides, Miss Zuo is now considered part of the Yang family. As the heir to the Yang family, it’s only right for me to accompany my subordinate in mourning her mother."

"Uh, alright." Zuo Lan smiled faintly.

"Of course, if Miss Zuo feels inconvenienced...eh?!" Yang Gang suddenly realized something, looking at Zuo Lan incredulously, "Miss Zuo, you...you just smiled, didn’t you?"

Zuo Lan nodded with a small smile.

Yang Gang was somewhat flustered, "What’s going on?"

"What’s so surprising? When life becomes joyful, smiles naturally follow." Zuo Lan spoke in a soft voice.

"But.." Yang Gang was about to argue but seeing Zuo Lan’s expression becoming solemn once again, he held his tongue.

Looking ahead, they were almost at the cemetery.

Yang Gang collected his emotions and put on a reverent expression.

Both of them carried a bunch of white lilies as they walked towards the cemetery.

This journey was very quiet, with only the howling of the autumn wind and footsteps audible.

About five minutes into the walk, Zuo Lan suddenly stopped, her expression somewhat puzzled as she looked ahead.

Yang Gang looked up and also froze.

A woman in her forties was mourning in front of a tombstone. From Yang Gang’s perspective, he could only see her profile.

It was Bai Ninglu.

"Hmm, the woman’s profile seems familiar." Yang Gang thought to himself.

At that moment, Zuo Lan briskly walked forward, saying, "Excuse me..."

Bai Ninglu seemed to finally regain her composure from her mourning. She was about to turn around, but caught sight of Yang Gang from the corner of her eye, took a pair of sunglasses out of her pocket in shock, put them on, and finally stood up to face Zuo Lan.

"Ah! It’s her!" Yang Gang recognized her when he saw her front profile.

Isn’t this my stepmother’s friend? They previously had a meeting at a teahouse near the school with Yang Fei and him. At that time, she was also wearing sunglasses.

Yang Gang’s gaze then landed on Bai Ninglu’s chest, thinking to himself, "Hmm, the stepmother is a D cup goddess, this friend of my stepmother is also a D cup goddess, the recent woman in Old Master Yang’s life is also a D-cup goddess. Damn, there are too many D-cup goddesses. Did the bra sizes of women in our country increase this quickly? Then why is that kid Yang Fei still a B-cup?"

"Excuse me, who are you exactly?" Zuo Lan asked.

"Oh, you must be Jiang Ning’s daughter, right?" Bai Ninglu asked.

Zuo Lan was stunned, "You know me?"

Bai Ninglu shook her head, "I knew your mother."

She paused for a moment, "You really look a lot like your mother."

"You are?" Zuo Lan asked tentatively.

"I guess you could say I was a pen pal with your mother. We had a lot of common interests and enjoyed our conversations. After hearing about your mother’s untimely death, I was devastated. But there were always some matters that kept me occupied and I could not make time to pay my respects to her. I’m very sorry." Bai Ninglu’s voice was a bit hoarse, probably because she had been crying earlier.

"Oh, it’s okay. The fact that you came to see her would make her very happy." Zuo Lan replied.

Bai Ninglu then looked at Yang Gang, hesitated a little before asking, "I hope you don’t mind me asking, but are you Yang Gang’s fiancée?"

A rare flush swept over Zuo Lan’s face: "No, I am.."

At this moment, Zuo Lan seemed to realize something, looking at Bai Ninglu, "Excuse me, do you know Young Master Yang?"

"Yes." Bai Ninglu nodded, "I was friends with his mother too."

A hint of doubt flashed in Zuo Lan’s eyes but she didn’t show it.

Bai Ninglu looked at her watch, "Oh, I have something else to do, I better go now."

After saying that, she left hurriedly without even saying goodbye to Yang Gang.

"Hmm, a suspicious woman." Yang Gang said after Bai Ninglu left.

Zuo Lan was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "By the way, Young Master Yang, what did your mother do before she passed away?"

"Well, she was part of a research group...their focus was remote sensing control technology for tanks." Yang Gang replied.

Zuo Lan’s mouth twitched slightly. It sounded so impressive.

"What?" Yang Gang asked out of curiosity.

Zuo Lan looked towards the direction Bai Ninglu had left, and said lightly, "Nothing."

She then withdrew her gaze and moved to the tombstone in front of which Bai Ninglu had just paid her respects. She laid down the lilies, brought her hands together and closed her eyes in silent prayer.

Yang Gang also laid the lilies he carried in his hand before the tombstone, looked up at the tombstone.

The tombstone was simple with only the name ’Jiang Ning’ engraved on it.

This suddenly reminded him of the previous Yang Gang buried in an unnamed cemetery in Huining City.

The words on his tombstone were just as simple.

But that was not the point.

The key was that he died away from his hometown, couldn’t be buried there, and his kins couldn’t even be told about it.

That must be a regret for the deceased as well.

All of a sudden, Yang Gang felt the burden of being the counterfeit heir to the Yang family become heavier.

He shook his head, trying not to dwell on it, brought his hands together, closed his eyes, and began to pin his respects to Jiang Ning’s tombstone.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Zuo Lan smiling at him.

"What is it?" Yang Gang asked with curiosity.

Zuo Lan chuckled, "There are a lot of rumors about you in Hangcheng. Some paint you as arrogant and domineering, saying you bully people and harass women and children, essentially labeling you as a vile villain. But to many women, you are seen as courageous, confident, wise, strong, and responsible."

Yang Gang also chuckled, saying, "Both assessments are correct. Grandpa Mao used to say, ’Be ruthless towards enemies like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and be warm towards women like spring.’ I always keep his teachings in mind, hence the two extreme evaluations."

Zuo Lan twitched the corner of her mouth, thinking, "Young Master Yang, are you sure these were Chairman Mao’s exact words?"

After paying his respects to Jiang Ning, Yang Gang returned to school. He still had a class during the second period.

Once he arrived at school, the students looked at Yang Gang with strange eyes, a mix of joy and awe.

Young Master Yang was puzzled; what was going on with these conflicting looks?

He had already been dismissed from his position. Shouldn’t these cynical students be setting off firecrackers in celebration?

Joy he could understand, but what was with the awe?

He approached the school’s announcement board and glanced at it, his mouth twitching a bit.

There was a new poster on it: the list of the new student council.

His name was prominently listed: Vice President.

The president of the student council was Gu Feng.

The rest of the student council members included: Yang Fei, Gu Xiaorou, Little Qi, and Xiao Ke.

Seeing the last name, Yang Gang almost choked.

"So, my 2nd fiancée, well, more accurately my 1st fiancée, has also transferred here? Hmm? Little Qi is also in the student council? Little Qi and Gu Feng both like Gu Xiaorou. And I have ambiguous relationships with three girls on the student council." Thinking of this, Yang Gang felt a twinge of annoyance, "Damn it, the student council is probably going to turn into a battleground."