Imposter Young Master
Chapter 56 - 55 The Woman with the Online Nickname ’Milkshake’_1

Chapter 56: Chapter 55 The Woman with the Online Nickname ’Milkshake’_1

Only then did Yang Gang grace him with an appreciative smile, parked his car, and followed Lin Qingyu up to the third floor.

"My sister and I live here. Judging by the time, she should be coming home soon." Lin Qingyu said as she opened the door.

Upon entering the room, a curtain that divided the room into two sections caught their eyes.

The left half of the room had a more mature style, primarily featuring sober colors of black and green, sober yet elegant. The right half was far more vibrant. The pink hues made it look cute and youthful.

Looking at the room’s layout and color scheme, it did not differ much from a typical girl’s room.

But the sight of strangely damp tissues scattered on the floor and a few curved black lace bras added a sexy, sizzling element to the cute décor.

Seeing his look, Lin Qingyu’s face flushed with embarrassment. She hastily picked up the tissues from the floor and explained, "Um, yesterday I had a bit of a cold and was blowing my nose a lot. It’s not what you’re thinking!"

After that, Lin Qingyu collected the bras from the balcony. "This... it’s not mine, it’s my sister’s. She dries it over here as the balcony is connected to my room."

Yang Gang sneered, "Your sister has good taste."

He then glanced at a group photo on the table, and his lips twitched a little.

Damn, the twist that fate could bring.

Lin Qingyu’s sister turned out to be Lin Yueyao, the new personal maid he had just hired.

Meanwhile, Yang Gang also noticed a hidden intention of Lin Qingyu.

Putting down the photo, he looked at Lin Qingyu and laughed, "Miss Qingyu, your sister won’t be coming home tonight, will she?"

Yang Gang knew very well that since Lin Yueyao became his personal maid, she had been living at the Yang’s villa. Lin Qingyu had lied.

"Damn, this Lin Qingyu is really cautious about me," Yang Gang whispered to himself.

Lin Qingyu trembled slightly but quickly regained her composure, "What are you talking about? My sister will be off work and come home soon. I’m going to make tea for you right now, and then you need to leave quickly. Otherwise, it will be a big trouble if my sister finds out I brought a man back."

After saying that, Lin Qingyu put some tea leaves into the teacups. She then poured in hot water and handed it to Yang Gang.

Yang Gang smirked, "Beautiful, are you sure you know how to make tea?"

"Uh, doesn’t the tea taste the same no matter how you make it?" Lin Qingyu looked at him with innocent big eyes, puzzled.

Yang Gang smirked again, "Let me make one for you."

Lin Qingyu’s tea leaves were good, and she had a relatively professional tea-making setup, on which a ’Second Prize’ sticker was attached.

Yang Gang chuckled to himself. The Lin sisters might have had their share of struggles, but their luck in drawing lots was commendable.

As he brewed the tea, Yang Gang explained to Lin Qingyu, "There are many factors that determine the quality of a cup of tea. The most important is the quality of the tea leaves themselves. As the popularity of the tea ceremony has risen in recent years, everyone from ordinary people to wealthy businessmen seems to have developed a habit of drinking tea on time. Regardless of whether they are doing it to look cultured or they genuinely enjoy it, famous teas like Dragon Well and Big Red Robe have been hyped up to high prices. Although tasting expensive teas may seem a pursuit of luxury, there is still a group of people who truly understand the essence."

He paused, then continued, "Beyond the tea leaves themselves, the tea set, the person preparing the tea, and even the water they use all have very high standards. Ancient people even valued timing, location, interpersonal relations, and mood."

Lin Qingyu’s eyes widened, "That’s incredible. I had no idea that tea culture was so profound."

Yang Gang gave a casual laugh, "Tea ceremony is a compulsory course for upper-class girls since childhood, even more so than learning the piano. It’s crucial for social interactions within high society. You should also learn a bit more about it to avoid getting laughed at for not knowing about tea if you marry into a wealthy family in the future."

"Oh." Lin Qingyu nodded. But then she recovered her senses and glared at him, "Yang Gang! Stop trying to set me up with your words! How many times do I have to tell you that I have a boyfriend? We plan to get married after graduation. I’m not going to marry into any wealthy family!"

Yang Gang laughed it off, "Let’s not talk about that, first try the taste of this tea."

Lin Qingyu picked up the teacup and took a sip.

The tea in her throat gently slid down her esophagus into her stomach. The rich fragrance rushed up her nostrils and into her mouth, leaving a slightly bitter aftertaste on her lips. Two completely different tastes stimulated her senses the most.

Even though Lin Qingyu knew nothing about tea, she felt this was a good tea. It tasted completely different from the tea she had brewed, even though the tea leaves were the same.

"I want another cup." Lin Qingyu said excitedly.

Yang Gang chuckled and prepared to pour her another cup, but suddenly his phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID, then picked up.

"Hello, Yang Fei, what’s up?" Yang Gang answered the call.

"Yang Gang, it’s ten o’clock at night and you’re still not home? You... you’re not in a hotel room with that woman, are you?!" Yang Fei’s voice came over the phone.

"Even though you’re my little sister, you’re worrying like a girlfriend. That must be tough." Yang Gang teased.

Yang Fei, flustered: "I’m worried about you ruining our family’s reputation! You are our family’s heir. Can’t you be a little more aware of that?!"

After a pause, Yang Fei asked again, "Where are you now?"

Yang Gang glanced at Lin Qingyu, "I’m now..."

Before he could finish, Lin Qingyu covered his mouth and shook her head at him.

Yang Gang nodded, and Lin Qingyu removed her hand.

Yang Gang continued, "I’m now at Lin Qingyu’s house."

Then, both Yang Fei and Lin Qingyu were completely flabbergasted.

"Yang Gang, come back immediately! It’s indecent to stay at a married woman’s house so late at night!" Yang Fei said.

Yang Gang made a face, "Since when does an unmarried girl count as a married woman?"

On the other end of the phone, Yang Fei bit her lower lip, hesitated for a moment, and said, "If you come back, I’ll give you a massage. Don’t miss this rare opportunity!"

Yang Gang, overjoyed, "Really?"

"On the condition that you must get home before 10:30." Yang Fei said.

"Ok!" Yang Gang agreed without hesitation.

He didn’t really believe that Yang Fei would actually give him a massage. Now that another opportunity had come, how could he miss it? His heart was stirring with excitement just thinking about his incredibly beautiful younger blood sister giving him a personal massage.

After hanging up the phone, he found Lin Qingyu staring at him with a stern expression on her face.

"Yang Gang, why did you tell Yang Fei you were at my place? I was shaking my head at you!" Lin Qingyu said angrily.

Yang Gang, looking bewildered: "Oh, I was ready to tell her a lie. But then you suddenly covered my mouth and shook your head at me. I thought that meant you didn’t want me to lie."

Lin Qingyu almost kneeled in defeat. Young Master Yang, what kind of twisted logic was that?!

Yang Gang checked the time, "Ah, beautiful Qingyu, I need to go now."

Having said that, Yang Gang quickly left.

After Yang Gang left, Lin Qingyu opened her computer, logged onto QQ, and became very happy when she saw who was online.

She opened a chat box from a user named ’Milkshake’ and typed a line of text: "Sister Milkshake, you’re online."