Imposter Young Master
Chapter 590 - 594: Leaving the Yang Family_1

Chapter 590: Chapter 594: Leaving the Yang Family_1

"Huh?" Yang Fei instinctively looked at Yang Gang in the backseat.

Yang Gang didn’t turn his head, his gaze remained fixatedly outside the window, muttering, "It’s about to snow."

"Uh..." Yang Lin didn’t respond.

Yang Fei looked away, not asking further, and the car fell into a long silence.

Huining city was not far from Hangcheng, after two hours, the car had already stopped at a suburban cemetery in Huining.

The sky in Huining was also gloomy, the heavy dark clouds made one feel depressed.

Yang Fei looked at the cemetery and seemed to realize something, her vision turned black and she almost fainted.

Yang Lin bought three bundles of white carnations, gave one to Yang Gang, and handed another one to Yang Fei: "Your brother is here."

Yang Fei’s face turned pale, shaking her head, her body continuously backing away: "No, no, Dad, don’t scare me. Gang, how can he be here? Haha, you must be mistaken. Dad, let’s go home? Maybe Gang is waiting for us at home."

"Your brother, Yang Gang, is already dead, car accident, several months ago." Yang Gang stated lightly.

"No!" Yang Fei suddenly lost control and yelled: "Who the hell are you?"

"A bounty hunter, didn’t I say it before? I take money to work for others. To avoid upsetting the old lady, I was hired to impersonate the young master of the Yang family." Yang Gang stated lightly again.

Yang Fei rushed over, pounding on Yang Gang’s chest: "You liar! Big liar! Give me back my brother! Give Gang back to me! I hate you, I never want to see you again. Go, go now!"

Yang Gang stood there, tears swirling in his eyes, his chest felt as if it was being torn apart.

He had anticipated this result today.

And had already made full mental preparations.

But he didn’t expect that when this moment came, his heart would hurt so much that it would be difficult to breathe.

In the Bounty World, there is a saying: if you take it seriously, you lose.

For a bounty hunter, once they have real feelings, once they invest real emotions, the final damage will be tenfold, even a hundredfold.

He had been wandering in the Bounty World since he was 13, remembering this lesson for nearly 7 years, but he forgot it at the last moment.

He had nobody to blame but himself.

"Feifei, this has nothing to do with Yang Gang, it was me who asked him to pretend." Yang Lin quickly stepped over to support Yang Fei.

Yang Gang took a step back, bowed slightly: "I’m really sorry for the offense I caused you and the Yang family in the past few months. Since Miss Yang doesn’t want to see me anymore, I’ll leave now."

He turned to leave and walked a few steps, then Yang Gang stopped, said lightly: "Miss Yang, perhaps for you, spending the past few months living with a fraudster might have been shameful. But to me, it’s still a memory etched in my heart. I’m lucky to have had a sister named Yang Fei in my life. So farewell, goodbye."

After saying that, Yang Gang strode off and quickly disappeared from view.

Yang Fei covertly glanced at the space where Yang Gang had disappeared, a feeling of inexplicable confusion and loss welled up in her heart.

"Dad, shall we go in and see my brother?" After a while, Yang Fei managed to collect her emotions and said calmly.

Yang Lin nodded.

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Hangcheng.

Yang Gang, who had returned to Hangcheng early, had already packed his belongings and taken them out of the Yang family residence. However, he couldn’t think of a place where he could settle down.

Walking alone on the streets of Hangcheng, he crunched through fallen leaves underfoot.

Suddenly, he stopped, raised his head, reaching out, a snowflake from the sky fell...

It’s snowing.

The first snowfall in Hangcheng in 50 years.

The whole of Hangcheng seemed to be injected with excitement, cheering and jubilating, and even the firecrackers popped in celebration.

Couples were hand-in-hand or nestled close to each other, spreading the romance of winter.

However, all of this had nothing to do with Yang Gang, who was wandering around by himself.

He didn’t know how far he wandered off until he bumped into someone, only then did Yang Gang come to his senses.

"Sister Miao? Shen Jing, you’re back?"

"Gang, what’s wrong?" Zhang Miao could clearly feel that Yang Gang seemed devoid of energy.

"Sister Miao, I..."

Zhang Miao seemed to sense something, then looked at Shen Jing: "Shen Jing, you go home first. I’ll stay with Gang."

"Um." Shen Jing obediently nodded.

Only after Shen Jing had left, Zhang Miao asked again: "Gang, what’s wrong? Did something happen at the Yang family?"

Yang Gang stayed silent for a moment, then recounted the events of the past few days.

"Sister Miao, I...I have nowhere to go." Yang Gang’s eyes looked weary.

A pang of pain flashed through Zhang Miao’s heart. She took a few steps forward and gently embraced Yang Gang: "Come to my place."

Half an hour later, they arrived at a villa halfway up a hill.

This was a more secluded part of Hangcheng. Surrounded by hills and rivers, the environment was elegant, perfect for recuperation.

"This is my newly rented house. You can stay as you please. I have hired a housekeeper who can also take care of you. Although the conditions can’t compete with the Yang family, it’s more than enough. It’s definitely a lot better than our life in the deep mountains." Zhang Miao smiled.

Yang Gang’s mood was already calm down. He chuckled lightly, "This is where you will give birth, Sister Miao. How could a big man like me move in casually? If Xiao Haotian found out, it would give him ammunition. It would be detrimental to your future fight for the custody of the child."

Zhang Miao rolled her eyes, "You’re such a jerk. I’m not even married yet, and you’re already cursing me for a divorce. Fortunately, you’re not Little Xi, who has the power to curse. If Little Xi were to say something like that, heavens, I would be destined for divorce."

She paused, and looked at Yang Gang: "If you don’t stay here, do you plan to rent a house? Although you may not lack the money to rent a house, living alone doesn’t feel like home at all."

Yang Gang laughed, "I had thought of a place to stay."

"Oh? Where?" Zhang Miao asked curiously.

"Shen Jing’s place."

Zhang Miao was slightly startled, she blinked, and then laughed: "I see."

"Ah, Sister Miao, don’t misunderstand. Shen Jing and I made a pact. If I ever become homeless, I can go to her place. There’s no other meaning to it." Yang Gang hastily explained.

Zhang Miao rolled her eyes again, "You... Your words are so irresponsible. Who casually moves into their intimate female friend’s house? Can’t you consider Shen Jing a little? Would she even dare to get married in this way?"

"Eh..." Yang Gang gave it some thought, "Then, I’ll stay at Sister Miao’s place for a few days. It’s convenient to treat the baby."

Yang Gang paused, then continued: "By the way, Sister Miao, if you’re currently free, should we start the treatment now? The baby is growing, so we should hurry with the treatment."

Zhang Miao nodded.

She lay on the sofa in the living room, lifting her shirt, revealing her little belly.

At this moment, Zhang Miao’s belly was significantly bulging, and she was beginning to have some pregnancy symptoms.

Yang Gang took a deep breath, cleared his thoughts, and placed his fingers on Zhang Miao’s belly, then quietly activated his Healing Aura.

While Yang Gang was giving Zhang Miao the treatment, the public opinion storm in Hangcheng was once again ignited by the Yang family.

The true heir of the Yang family, Yang Gang, had passed away in a car accident months ago, and the man posing as the young master of the Yang family for the past few months was an impostor. The ashes of the real Young Master Yang were transported back from Huining City for burial in Hangcheng. Upon hearing the news, the old lady of the Yang family fainted, leaving the family in disarray.

And, the man posing as Young Master Yang was never seen again.