Imposter Young Master
Chapter 592 - 596: The Great and the Small_1

Chapter 592: Chapter 596: The Great and the Small_1

The old lady chuckled, "People now call their boyfriends ’brother’? I really don’t understand your young people’s mindsets. Lihua, why don’t you invite your ’brother’ to the funeral tomorrow? I’ll evaluate him for you, see if he’s a reliable candidate. Despite my age, my intuition about people isn’t bad. Oh, of course, if he doesn’t want to attend the funeral, that’s fine too. After all, the atmosphere of a funeral can be a bit heavy, not everyone is willing to attend."

Xue Lihua nodded, "Um, I’ll try my best to persuade him to attend."

"Hey, Xue Lihua, didn’t you say you know where Yang Gang is?" At this moment, Yang Fei, looking disgruntled, spoke.

"Yes."

"Where is he?"

"Why should I tell you?" Xue Lihua retorted, "I heard it was you who drove him away. Now you want him to come back? Please, he’s a human, not a dog, he can’t come and go at your beck and call."

"You! You can’t say anything nice, can you? I..I didn’t want him to attend the funeral, but Grandma said she wanted to see him again." Yang Fei became somewhat proud.

"Um...is that right?" Xue Lihua tapped her chin and blinked her eyes, seemingly lost in thought.

After a moment, she brightened up, went over to Yang Ya, and gushed, "Ah, you must be Sister Ya, right? Really beautiful, and your breasts are so big, the same size as Aunt Lu’s!"

Yang Fei was annoyed, "Xue Lihua, our family’s in mourning now, and you’re still cracking jokes."

Xue Lihua glared back at Yang Fei, "Yang Fei, Grandma’s been mourning for months, you have to move on. Granny is old; do you want her to stay sad? What we need now is laughter, not tears. Some people say that the best gift for a departed loved one is a smile!"

"You!" Yang Fei couldn’t refute, her chest heaving from anger.

Xue Lihua’s gaze swept over Yang Fei and Yang Ya’s chests, and she asked suspiciously, "Feifei, are you really Aunt Lu’s biological child? Even for a second child, your breast size shouldn’t be reduced to such a degree?"

"Xue Lihua!! Where does a B-cup girl like you get off making fun of me?!" Yang Fei was about to explode.

"Humph! Even within the B-cup army, there are sizes. Mine is slightly larger, while yours is slightly smaller."

Yang Fei:...

Yang Lin also felt embarrassed. So Feifei indeed wasn’t his biological child.

Thinking about the fact that he was a cuckold, he felt depressed.

"No matter what, at least my elder daughter is my own blood." Yang Lin consoled himself.

"Ahem, Lihua, you both should get along well as long-lost sisters. You’re 20 years old now, if word gets out that you’re still quarreling like children, people will laugh." Finally, Yang Lin spoke.

The two girls’ conversation was too much for anyone to listen to.

Yang Ya also softly said, "Yes, we don’t have many relatives in our family, you should learn to stick together."

After Yang Ya finished speaking, her expression changed, "I command you both to apologize to each other!"

As soon as Sister Ya’s authority kicked in, Yang Fei and Xue Lihua instantly became afraid.

"Xue Lihua, your breasts are bigger, you apologize first." Yang Fei began.

"No no, the youngest should go first." Xue Lihua retorted.

Yang Ya’s face turned stern, and she gave them both a ’knuckle sandwich’, "Yang Fei is the landlord, so she should apologize first."

"Ok." Under the reign/yinwei of her elder sister, Yang Fei had no choice but to comply. She turned towards Xue Lihua and bowed slightly, "Lihua, I’m sorry."

"That’s ok, I have alrea..."

"Um?" Xue Lihua’s words were cut short by Yang Ya’s frown, which scared her into silence.

She took a deep breath and also turned towards Yang Fei, giving her a slight bow, "I was the one who started the quarrel; I apologize."

Only then did Yang Ya give a slight smile, and she held Yang Fei and Xue Lihua’s hands together, "When sisters stand shoulder to shoulder, they are as strong as gold."

"Yes, Sister Ya’s right."

Intimidated by Yang Ya’s ’Yinwei’, both Yang Fei and Xue Lihua nodded in agreement, but inwardly neither of them got over their animosity.

When everybody was leaving the old lady’s room, she suddenly said, "Lihua, if you can contact Yang Gang, please ask him to attend the funeral tomorrow. Or, if he doesn’t want to attend the funeral, asking him to see me in private will also do. If ... if he no longer wishes to interact with anyone from the Yang family..."

The old lady paused, took a deep breath, then chuckled, "Please pass my thanks onto him."

Xue Lihua hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Oh, Grandma, I understand."

They left the old lady’s courtyard and headed back to the main villa’s living room.

"Ah, it’s annoying, why do you know where Yang Gang is?" In the living room, except for Xue Lihua, there was no one else, Yang Fei vented her frustration directly.

"Hehe. Jealous?" Xue Lihua, crossing her legs, smiled with a tease.

"Ha! Ridiculous! Am I jealous of you? Please, Xue Lihua, don’t be so conceited, ok? Yang Gang is just a bounty hunter who just works for money, he’s selfish, seedy, and though he looks human, his actions are not. In short, he’s a jerk. What difference does it make to know where such a jerk is? At most, it shows that you are similar to him!"

The proud tone became even more evident.

Xue Lihua remained calm, she leaned on the sofa, crossing her legs dressed in black silk, and responded with a charming smile, "I just love seeing you flare up in anger."

"You!" The goddess Feifei felt she was too easily provoked by Xue Lihua, she needed to stay cool, she must stay cool.

After a while, Yang Fei finally managed to calm down. She looked at Xue Lihua and smiled coyly, "I’m very curious, how did you get to know Yang Gang? That guy is a notorious ’womanizer’, how could he be interested in a B-cup woman like you?"

Xue Lihua glanced at Yang Fei and grinned, "Feifei, even though we’re both B-cups, men’s perceptions differ. Mine belong to the kind that can be nicely held in one hand, while yours might feel a bit slack when held with one hand. In other words: not the best feel. So, just because you’re not popular, it doesn’t mean that I’m not."

Yang Fei nearly choked on her spit.

"All these years, I’ve been living peacefully and have lost my arguing skills. It seems I’m no match for Xue Lihua."

"Hey, Feifei, if Yang Gang wanted to continue being the eldest son of the Yang family, would you accept him as your older brother?" Xue Lihua suddenly asked.

Yang Fei’s expression became somber, she gently bit her lip and paused before saying faintly, "I know Grandma is right and I won’t truly blame Yang Gang. However, letting him continue to pretend to be the eldest son and live at Yang’s house... I can’t bear the thought. This would be disrespect to the deceased. I’m afraid I can’t look at him as my brother anymore."

"I see." Xue Lihua nodded, and after a moment, she showed a teasing smile, "You say that, then I can relax."

"What do you mean?"