Imposter Young Master
Chapter 565 - 569: Never Planned to Become Pure_1

Chapter 565: Chapter 569: Never Planned to Become Pure_1

"You rejected him?" Yang Gang asked in surprise.

"I intended to reject him, but before I could speak, he unexpectedly played ’Adelina by the Water’ on the piano in the music-theme bar, in front of everyone. It was the song that won him the Chopin International Piano Competition, and it’s my favorite piano piece. Years ago, when he confessed his feelings to me for the first time, I casually said that if he could win the Chopin International Piano Competition, I would consider dating him. He actually made it. In that atmosphere, I couldn’t bring myself to refuse. So, I asked him give me more time to consider, until midnight on Christmas Eve."

"Hmm.. that’s not bad, there’s still some time until Christmas, you can give it some more thought." Yang Gang chuckled.

"Yes." Yang Fei paused a bit, a doubtful look at Yang Gang: "You are not against me dating?"

Yang Gang sweated slightly, "I am your brother, why would I object to your dating? If you can find a suitable lover, I will be happy for you too."

Yang Fei: ..

After a while, Yang Fei pouted, "I’m kind of not happy."

"Why?"

Yang Fei glared at Yang Gang and said annoyedly, "It feels like you don’t care about me anymore!"

Yang Gang chuckled, "As much as I hate to part with my sister, I still have to marry her off eventually."

"Although it makes sense, it still feels strangely uncomfortable."

Yang Gang patted Yang Fei’s head, chuckled,"Alright, we should go home now."

Yang Fei drove Yang Gang’s Lamborghini to the airport.

On the way back, Yang Gang took over the driving, and Yang Fei sat in the passenger seat.

Along the way, Yang Gang didn’t say much. His expression was very calm and showed no signs of happiness or sadness.

The quiet Yang Gang gave off a mesmerizing aura, but Yang Fei felt a sense of distance that upset her.

"Hey, Gang, have you really become a good person?" Yang Fei hesitated for a moment, and then asked.

Yang Gang chuckled, "You might say I grew up. Just like how I used to like outrageous hairstyles, the more rebellious the better. But as I grew up, I became more mainstream. We can’t always stay at the capricious age."

"People say, ’it’s easier to move a mountain than to change one’s nature.’ I don’t believe you have become a saint!" Yang Fei replied.

Yang Gang sweated slightly, "I’ve never been a pure person, nor do I intend to become one. It’s just that, I can’t act recklessly just because I am young anymore."

"Hm.. is that so?" Yang Fei blinked and suddenly leaned closer to Yang Gang.

With a faint fragrance in the air, Yang Gang looked at Yang Fei, innocent allure in her eyes and a seductive expression on her face. His right hand held the steering wheel, his left lightly flicked Yang Fei’s forehead, and he chuckled, "You little girl, none of the good do you learn, but you manage to learn to flirt. If you do this again, I will enroll you in a moral education course."

Yang Fei clutched her forehead, pouting, feeling aggrieved.

The drive was smooth, and after returning to the Yang family, Yang Gang rushed to see the old lady.

When Yang Gang arrived at the old lady’s independent courtyard, she was sunbathing with Aunt Lian.

Seeing Yang Gang, the old lady was very excited, immediately tried to stand up from her wheelchair, but a look of pain crossed her face and she sat down again.

Seeing this, Aunt Lian squatted down to gently massage the old lady’s leg, "Are you alright?"

Yang Gang also ran over and said, "Aunt Lian, it’s alright, leave it to me. I learned a folk remedy for leg problems recently, I want to try it on my grandma."

"Oh, young master, what can I do to help?" Aunt Lian asked.

Yang Gang took a bag of medicinal herbs out of his pocket, "Aunt Lian, could you please decoct these herbs into a juice? It should take about an hour."

"Is this medicine for the legs?"

"Yes, it’s an auxiliary medicine."

"Alright, I’ll go right away."

Aunt Lian took the herbs and left.

Actually, those traditional medications were not meant to cure diseases, but rather, they were nutritional supplements designed to enhance elderly people’s immune systems.

After Aunt Lian had left, the old lady clutched Yang Gang’s hand, "Gang, everyone has been keeping this from me. I only just found out recently that the plane you and Feifei were on had an accident. I passed out immediately when I heard that. Thankfully, you’re fine. Amitabha, it must have been your mother in heaven looking out for you."

At that moment, Yang Gang felt an inexplicable palpitation. He wanted to cry.

"Granny, your grandson is actually dead. If one day you find out I’m an impostor, would you scold me?"

"Gang, what’s the matter?" The old lady sensed Yang Gang’s abnormality.

Yang Gang managed a faint smile to pull himself together emotionally, "Nothing, I’m just a little emotional. I escaped death and can see you, feels a bit overwhelming."

The old lady stroked Yang Gang’s head, smiling, "Silly boy."

"Oh yes, Granny, I’ll massage your legs for a bit. It might relieve the symptoms," said Yang Gang.

The old lady chuckled, "Gang, I’m already quite happy with your thoughtfulness. These legs of mine have been paralyzed for many years. I’ve sought treatments from many well-known doctors, but none of them were useful. I’ve long since given up hope."

Yang Gang smiled then gently pressed the calves of the old lady’s legs, activating the Healing Aura.

"As I thought, the problem resides in the calves. In the past, whenever Granny experienced pain, she would always subconsciously touch her calves. So, the problem really lies here."

The Healing Aura couldn’t detect the pathological cause, but as long as it was a physical illness, it could treat it.

After about an hour of continuous treatment, the illness measure of the old lady had already decreased by a fifth.

Aunt Lian brought over the prepared nutritional supplements.

"Granny, drinking these medicines will help treat your leg ailment," said Yang Gang.

The old lady took the bowl and chuckled, "Even though I know these are just comforting words from my grandson, I have to accept them regardless."

Then, she finished the medicinal soup in one gulp.

Only afterwards did Yang Gang find out that the old lady had always disliked drinking medicines.

Yang Gang didn’t continue the treatment. His spiritual power had been overdrawn for the past few days, which wasn’t beneficial for his health.

However, Yang Gang didn’t rest either. Instead, he contacted the CEO of Yang Group, Li Kun, and made dinner reservations at a hotel, intending to inquire about the company’s situation.

Li Kun was quite surprised by this. Since Yang Gang had coaxed him into joining Yang Group, he had barely asked about the company’s affairs. But now, he had taken the initiative to set up a meeting for a discussion.

Li Kun even went for self-introspection, wondering if he had messed something up.

At night, Li Kun arrived quite early.

It was still early, Yang Gang hadn’t arrived yet. As Li Kun sat at the reserved table, he considered what to report to Yang Gang.

Just then, a sudden voice came up, "Hey, isn’t this my ex-husband? Eating in such a luxurious hotel, do you have enough money? Do you need me to help settle your bill?"

Li Kun lifted his head, standing before him were a man and a woman of about his age. The man had a beer belly and a pig-like figure that was disgusting to look at. The woman, although in her forties, was still quite attractive, with a little bit of charm left.

The couple happened to be Li Kun’s ex-wife Qian Yan and her current husband, Chen Xinfan.

At this moment, Chen Xinfan had his plump hand around Qian Yan’s waist and seeing that Li Kun was silent, he unabashedly said, "Li, I heard you got fired from the university recently. Did you find a new job yet? It’s nothing if you haven’t. The economy is bad right now and it’s not easy for anyone to find a job. If you want, you can work for our company. While I am only a senior executive, I can arrange for you to do a gatekeeper’s job."

Chen Xinfan was a high-ranking executive at Xinyang Mining, a local mining company in Hangcheng. Xinyang Mining was just a medium-sized enterprise in Hangcheng, far from being comparable to the mining cluster of Yang Group, let alone the entire Yang Group.

"Hey, isn’t it a bit inappropriate for you, Feizhu, to steal our Yang Group’s CEO right under our noses?" said a voice.