Imposter Young Master
Chapter 568 - 572: I Keep a Reserved Attitude Towards This_1

Chapter 568: Chapter 572: I Keep a Reserved Attitude Towards This_1

"Does that person have a scar on his face?" Yang Gang asked.

"Yeah, he does, he must have been sent by the boss then." Yang Feng replied.

Yang Gang’s mouth twitched slightly.

That guy’s name was Luke, a notorious and utterly evil assassin. Originally, he was introduced by Ye Qing to join ’Love and World Peace’, but due to some twist of fate, he was "tamed" by Yang Fei instead.

Thinking about this, Yang Gang couldn’t help but become confused.

"Speaking of which, Feifei is not a genetically modified person, nor is she a super-powered high-order genetic modifier. Why is she often able to defeat strong enemies? It’s one thing to defeat Luke, but she even brutally dominates the centuries-old ’monster’ Li Qing. Those who fight against Feifei seem to have a sudden drop in power. Could it be that these guys find Yang Fei too beautiful to dare to make a move?"

This was the only explanation Yang Gang could come up with.

Yang Gang asked a few more questions, and by the time he left the ’Love and World Peace’ headquarters, it was already eleven o’clock at night.

When he arrived back at the Yang family home, it was nearly midnight. The living room light was still on, the TV was still playing, and Yang Fei was sleeping on the sofa, breathing evenly.

Yang Gang stood in front of Yang Fei, silently watching her.

Yang Fei’s hair was spread out smoothly along the folds of the sofa cover. A soft shadow was cast on her delicate facial features, and her long eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly’s wings. A golden velvet blanket lightly covered her body, revealing the hem of her milky white nightdress. Her hands were folded on her chest, rising and falling with her breath.

The sleeping Yang Fei was like a princess sleeping in a high tower, waiting for a prince to awaken her.

Her lips were as thin as cicada wings, like a poppy, filled with ’deadly’ temptation.

A few months ago, Yang Gang had almost lost himself to this ’poppy’ temptation.

Just then, Yang Fei muttered something in her sleep, suddenly wrapped her arms around Yang Gang’s leg, pressed her face against his leg, and flung her legs in an un-ladylike manner, adopting a bold and unrestrained pose.

Yang Gang’s forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat: "This girl always has such an ugly sleeping position. Just now she was still the elegant and noble princess sleeping in a tower in a fairy tale, and now her style has completely changed!"

Yang Gang quietly looked at the pretty face close at hand, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

Yang Gang’s emotions were much calmer at this moment, he gently picked up Yang Fei, and carried her upstairs.

Yang Fei murmured something and, like a restless kitten, incessantly rubbed her head against Yang Gang’s chest. Her breath had a scent of orchids, entrancing him.

Some women, with every frown and smile, every movement, can stir a man’s nerves. Undoubtedly, they are the goddesses of catastrophe.

Yang Gang carried Yang Fei to her bedroom door, used her key to open the door, and then carried her inside.

The light was on in the bedroom, and although it was Yang Gang’s first time in her room, he easily found the location of the bed.

He put Yang Fei on the bed, covered her with the blanket, only then did he have time to look around Yang Fei’s boudoir.

The room was very tidy and clean, filled with a faint scent of lilies. On the desk, there was a photo album labeled ’Yang Fei’s Growing Diary’.

Yang Gang suddenly wanted to see what Yang Fei looked like when she was young.

He had seen a photo of Yang Fei at four or five years old at Xia Ziyang’s place, but he had never seen her as a toddler. He imagined that she must have been very cute then, and perhaps her goddess-like qualities were already apparent.

However, when he was about to open the album, he pulled his hand back.

"Uh, I’d better wait and ask Yang Fei if she agrees before I look."

Yang Gang put the album back down, turned around, and looked at Yang Fei once more.

Yang Fei was still sound asleep.

Yang Gang smiled, and then quietly left the room.

After the door closed, Yang Fei, who had been keeping her eyes closed, suddenly opened them. She curled up, biting lightly on the collar of her nightdress, seemingly lost in thought.

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The next day.

By the time Yang Fei woke up and took care of her morning routine, Yang Gang was nowhere to be seen. She couldn’t resist complaining to Lin Yueyao, who was preparing breakfast. "Sheesh, Gang always goes on and on about turning over a new leaf, becoming a new person, but he’s still the same lazy bum. He’s not even up yet. I’ll go wake him!"

Lin Yueyao replied with a smile, "The young master actually got up for his morning workout about two hours ago."

Hiss~

Yang Fei gasped, "Two hours ago? Wasn’t that just five o’clock? It must have still been dark out!"

"But the young master indeed left at that hour." Lin Yueyao paused, grinning, "Somehow, the young master seems like a completely different person after returning from the Southern hemisphere. He’s finally acting like a proper heir."

A flicker of discomfort flitted through Yang Fei’s eyes, "Oh, I heard he’s turned over a new leaf because the girl he likes left."

"The girl he likes? You mean his fiancée?" Lin Yueyao asked, surprised.

"No. It’s Gu Xiaorou." Yang Fei replied.

"Ah, Xiaorou. Got it." Lin Yueyao caught on that Yang Fei didn’t want to delve deeper into the subject, so she didn’t push further. She smiled and said, "Feifei, please wait a little. Breakfast will be ready soon."

At that moment, a conversation resonates from the villa entrance.

"Young Master Yang, you’re back?" It was Zuo Lan’s voice.

"Mm." Yang Gang replied.

Zuo Lan gasped when he saw Yang Gang drenched in sweat, "Young Master Yang, isn’t your morning workout just a 10 km jog? Why are you dripping with sweat? It’s as if you did more vigorous exercises."

"Uh, I was jogging alright, but with two lead weights strapped to my legs." Yang Gang chuckled.

"Ah. Why don’t you go take a shower first, Young Master Yang? I’ll handle the lead weights." Zuo Lan offered.

"That would be great, thanks." Yang Gang nodded.

After Yang Gang left, Zuo Lan reached down to pick up the lead weights. His face changed slightly. "God! These are specially made, super high-density lead weights. Each one must weigh at least 100 pounds. So Yang Gang ran a 10-kilometer uphill route with 200 pounds of extra weight! Has he lost his mind? That’s brutal training!"

As Yang Gang went upstairs to fetch fresh clothes, he found Yang Fei, already waiting with a pile of clothes.

"Here are your clean clothes. Go take a shower, you reek!" Yang Fei said.

Yang Gang eyed the clothes, "Wait, you didn’t go into my room to get these, did you? Feifei, let me remind you. Even though we’re siblings and close, we still need to respect each other’s privacy..."

"Yeah, yeah. Quit your complaining and go shower. Anyway, weren’t you sneaking into my room late last night?"

"What? You were awake?"

"Hehe, who knows?" Yang Fei mischievously stuck her tongue out and ran downstairs. "Quit dawdling, or we’ll be late for school again."

"Ugh..."

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Grandfather Yang was not at home. Ever since Bai Ninglu left Hangcheng, Yang Lin had started spending more time out of the house, mostly at the detention center where he used to stay, reading books. The fact that Grandfather Yang had taken a liking to the detention center had become a hot topic of conversation among Hangcheng’s elite.

After breakfast, Yang Gang drove Yang Fei to school.

This was the first time in nearly half a month that Yang Gang returned to school. He and Yang Fei had no idea what had happened at Haixing University during their absence.