Imposter Young Master
Chapter 722 - 725: Gangzi, Thank You_1

Chapter 722: Chapter 725: Gangzi, Thank You_1

But as soon as he stepped into the bedroom, Yang Gang stopped in his tracks.

He considered for a moment, and then turned around to quietly leave the room.

"What’s the matter?" At that moment, a voice suddenly echoed from the darkness. It was Zhang Miao.

"Err..." Yang Gang turned around again, scratching his head, "I just thought it’s a bit inappropriate, with Sister Miao’s wedding coming up and all, I..."

"Why are you being so awkward? You and Zhang Yu are my brothers, you’re not strangers. When we were younger we often shared a bed," Zhang Miao retorted with a roll of her eyes.

Yang Gang pinched his nose, "Well, yes, but we’re grown-ups now."

"No matter how grown up you get, you’re still my brother. Come here!" Zhang Miao patted the bed.

After a moment of hesitation, Yang Gang nodded, "Okay."

Without turning on his Night Vision, he climbed into bed in the dark and accidentally bumped into Zhang Miao’s leg.

It was smooth and firm.

"Sorry." Yang Gang quickly apologized, trying to control his emotions.

"Ah, you’re being too tense, it’s getting embarrassing for me," Zhang Miao sighed in exasperation.

"I’m sorry!" Yang Gang apologized once again.

"Alright, enough with the talking. Get in bed!" Zhang Miao gave emphasis to her command.

"Yes!"

Yang Gang quickly climbed into bed and settled on the vacant side, carefully pulling the blanket over himself.

The blanket was already warm from Zhang Miao’s body heat, and was permeated with the faint scent of lilies.

Yang Gang couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

Seemingly noticing his action, Zhang Miao chided, "Don’t act so indecently. You’ve been among women all this time, aren’t you used to it?"

"Hehe."

Zhang Miao turned her body toward Yang Gang and made a face, "What’s so ’hehe’ about this, you’re such an idiot."

"Hehe."

Zhang Miao: ...

After a few moments, Yang Gang abruptly asked, "Sister Miao, do you love Xiao Haotian?"

"Hmm? What’s up? Why are you suddenly asking this?"

Yang Gang thought for a moment before saying, "I’ve never been married, so I don’t understand what being about to get married is like, but personally, I think marriage is a big deal in life. Shouldn’t you be very happy? Yet you, Sister Miao, you’re as cool as ever. It feels like you think marriage is ’just another daily routine like brushing your teeth or eating’."

Zhang Miao lay flat, supporting her head with both hands. Looking up at the dark ceiling, she pondered for a while before saying, "Xiao Haotian is a good man worth entrusting one’s life to."

"Sister Miao, you didn’t really answer my question. What I want to know is, do you love Xiao Haotian? Is there love between you? If you’re marrying Xiao Haotian for the child, I... I think that’s not a rational choice. You, the famous rational and mature Sister Miao, shouldn’t make a choice like that," Yang Gang continued.

"Love?" Zhang Miao fell silent for a moment before laughing lightly, "Gang, there’s more to life than just love. Sometimes we have no control over many of our choices. Though you might not think so, I believe marrying Xiao Haotian is the most rational choice."

"Sister Miao!"

Yang Gang suddenly sat up, throwing off the blanket.

"Sister Miao, could you also consider your own feelings for once? You always think about Zhang Yu, our mother, me, Xiaorou, Su Xiaoxi. When will you ever consider yourself? It’s been like this since we were children, always living under your protection. But we’ve grown up now, we can live independently, you should start thinking about your own happiness!"

Yang Gang was right. All of them, including Su Xiaoxi, had depended on Zhang Miao these past years.

In life, work, emotions, and even safety.

The small group led by Yang Gang, most of whom lacked parental love, regarded Zhang Miao as both a sister and mother.

When Yang Gang met Zhang Miao, he was eight years old, and Zhang Miao was eleven.

Eleven years old, still just a child by most standards, but even at that age Zhang Miao was more mature and rational than many adults.

She taught Yang Gang many things--life skills, combat skills, and even how to charm women--though the last was something Yang Gang wasn’t particularly good at.

While Su Xiaoxi was his official fiancée, and he had known her longer, Yang Gang sometimes felt that Zhang Miao was even more important to him than Xiaoxi.

When he was young, his desire to marry Zhang Miao wasn’t a whimsical idea.

At that age, Zhang Miao was the person he admired. Beautiful, mature, rational, and capable of anything.

But as he grew older, he suppressed this longing deep down in his heart.

Because he realized that such a flawless goddess was out of his league.

In the apartment bedroom...

Zhang Miao looked at Yang Gang in surprise.

"Gang..."

"Although you’ve never shown us your sadness, never shed a tear in front of us, I know that you’ve always been in pain inside. Otherwise, Hajis wouldn’t have found a point of weakness," Yang Gang paused, before continuing, "I heard it from Moli. All four witches have been hurt inside, their hearts fragile. Hajis, skilled in understanding human emotions, sensed your inner sadness and took advantage of it. That’s how he was able to easily tempt you into signing a contract."

In the darkness, Zhang Miao remained silent.

A moment later, she reached out and caressed Yang Gang’s face, giving a light laugh, "I hate it when you’re clever, Gang. Go back to being my silly little brother."

"Ha~"

Zhang Miao then took Yang Gang’s hand and led him back under the covers.

The two of them fell silent.

A short while later, fatigue washed over Yang Gang, who had just been through a fierce battle, and he quickly fell asleep.

But Zhang Miao couldn’t sleep.

After Yang Gang fell asleep, she quietly got out of bed, walked over to the window, and gazed at the bright moon outside, "My own happiness..."

After a long while, she sighed and gave a wry smile, "Such a thing seems rather luxurious for someone like me. But..."

She turned back to look at the sleeping Yang Gang, her lips curling into an amazed smile, "But, meeting you is also a kind of happiness for me. Gang, thank you, in all sorts of ways."