Imposter Young Master
Chapter 62: Not Having a Dance Partner is a Big Problem_1

Chapter 62: Chapter 62: Not Having a Dance Partner is a Big Problem_1

In the end, Yang Gang split this one million into two parts, storing half a million as a reserve fund for compensation on his bounty mission.

Thinking of this odd bounty mission, Yang Gang feels a twinge of discomfort in his nether regions.

He pulled out a yellowed photograph from his pocket; a picture of a six-month-old baby girl, with long lashes and a delicate face. Even as an infant, the embryo of a beauty was clearly visible. It could be predicted that this baby would likely grow up to be a stunning beauty.

"Hmm...the more I look at it, the more discomfort I feel. You’ve given me a picture of an infant girl from twenty years ago and asked me to kill the woman she grew up to be twenty years later. What the hell? People say girls change every eighteen days, so how much could she change from half a year old to twenty years old?"

Yang Gang complained while simultaneously feeling a deep confusion.

"Why would the bounty issuer want to pursue a girl for twenty years? What’s the hidden story behind all of this?"

But Yang Gang also knew that these were things he couldn’t find out. If he could know who the person who issued the bounty was, maybe he could understand what was going on. But due to the high confidentiality of the Bounty World, bounty hunters could never know who the issuer of the bounty is.

Even though the time limit of the mission is a year, considering the impossibility of this task, Yang Gang felt that it was wise to prepare compensation reserve funds ahead of time.

...

The other half a million, Yang Gang gave to Yang Feng, as the capital for the arms business. As always, Yang Gang stood by his principle of making something out of nothing, this half million was given to Yang Feng as operational funds.

...

"Today’s weather is nice, quite sunny and breezy. It’s truly refreshing. Early in the morning, I made the effort to go to self-study. It made me think about how wonderful university life is..." Yang Gang hummed the popular song "College Student Study Room" from a few years back, expressing that his mood was really good today.

After attending the only class in the afternoon, Yang Gang prepared to leave but stopped after only two steps, his eyes grew more suspicious as he looked around.

The students in his class seem... quite excited?

What the heck? None of the students from this class were given the opportunity to attend the birthday party. Yang Gang still remembers the disappointment in his classmates’ eyes when the invites were handed out.

But honestly, it wasn’t Yang’s fault. The students in this class neither had money nor talent. Also, they were only in their third year, far from graduation, so Young Master Yang practically ignored the hope in his classmates’ eyes.

Even so, there were still a few people from this class who made it to the party.

Xia Zihan, the heir to the Xia family, was officially invited by the Yang family.

Additionally, Yang Gang wanted to personally invite Shen Jing and Four-eyes. At present, these two were the only classmates who really cared about him. Young Master Yang still valued loyalty and friendship, despite his dubious morals.

What puzzled Yang Gang was the sudden change in his classmates’ demeanor. They were so disappointed in the morning, so why were they so excited now?

"Hey, Four-eyes, what are they all excited about?" Yang Gang asked, puzzled.

Four-eyes elegantly adjusted his glasses and said, "Young Master Yang, have you forgotten? Our school has a welcoming dance party tonight. It’s said that your sister, Yang Fei, will be hosting the dance party in her evening gown."

After a pause, Four-eyes asked, "By the way, Young Master Yang, have you found a Dance partner yet?"

Eh?

What?! A welcoming dance party?!

Damn it! Nobody told me!

Once again, Young Master Yang felt the world’s strong animosity...

"Young Master Yang, don’t tell me you still haven’t found a dance partner?" Four-eyes asked surprised.

Yang Gang’s mouth twitched: "Pssh! What are you talking about? Regardless, I’m a tall, wealthy, and handsome guy, am I not? How could I not have a dance partner!"

Four-eyes nodded: "Hmm, that’s true. Alright, Young Master Yang, I need to go now. Someone is coming to meet me."

Yang Gang looked up to see a delicate and pretty girl waving at Four-eyes from the doorway.

"Hey, Four-eyes, who’s that girl?" Yang Gang asked.

"Hmm, she’s my dance partner for tonight, from our school cheerleading team. Alright, Young Master Yang, I’m going now." With that, Four-eyes walked towards the door.

This...

Young Master Yang, like a henpecked husband, watched discontentedly as Four-eyes and the pretty girl chatted and laughed as they left.

Why? Why does even Four-eyes have a cute beauty for a dance partner, while nobody cares about the handsome wealthy guy like myself?

This isn’t logical! Are those scenes in novels were handsome and wealthy guys are surrounded by a crowd of beauties all fake?

Just then, Gao Qifeng, the second most popular guy at the university passed by the classroom door and quickly got surrounded by a group of girls. All he could say was: "I’m sorry, I already have a dance partner." Yet, the girls did not give up and insisted on being Gao Qifeng’s dance partner.

Yang Gang’s mouth twitched.

This.

Why do we all enjoy the status of being handsome and rich, with me being even more handsome, yet the treatment we receive varies so widely?

After some serious and solemn thinking, Yang Gang came to a conclusion: He has been cursed by Su Xiaoxi...

On a certain island in the Pacific Ocean.

A crisp sneeze echoed.

"Hey, Lil Xi, are you alright?" A mature woman’s voice sounded.

"Oh, I’m fine. I wonder which idiot is cursing me." Another woman said. Her voice was a unbelievable mix of bewitching coquettishness, laziness, seductiveness, and maturity, creating an extremely alluring vocal.

...

Just then, someone tapped Yang Gang on the shoulder.

Gathering his feelings, Yang Gang looked up and smiled: "Shen Jing, are you Gao Qifeng’s dance partner?"

Blushing slightly, Shen Jing nodded: "Yes."

She paused for a moment, seeming somewhat hesitant, and then asked, "Yang Gang, have you found a dance partner yet?"

Yang Gang gave a slight bitter smile: "It seems that I’m not very popular."

Shen Jing’s face showed some hesitation; she wanted to say something but Yang Gang spoke first: "Shen Jing, you should go. Gao Qifeng is being mobbed by those crazy girls. Don’t worry about me, if I can’t find a dance partner, I’ll just hire one with money."

Shen Jing smiled lightly, took a glance at Gao Qifeng who was being surrounded by a horde of girls, then turned back to Yang Gang and said softly, "Well, I’ll leave first then."

After Shen Jing left, Yang Gang sat in his seat, legs crossed, exuding a sense of melancholy.

After a while, Yang Gang left the classroom and walked alone on campus.

Everywhere in the campus, boys and girls were huddled in pairs or groups, discussing the upcoming welcoming dance party.

After some serious thought, Yang Gang decided to take the initiative.

First, he dialed his younger sister Yang Fei’s number.

"Yang Fei, be my dance partner tonight, okay?" Yang Gang straightforwardly asked.

On the other end of the phone, Yang Fei was exasperated: "Can you believe it’s this late and you’re still looking for a dance partner? I’ve already set mine, Huang Tianlin."

First attempt failed, initial setback.

Unwilling to give up, Yang Gang dialed Lin Qingyu’s number.

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