Imposter Young Master
Chapter 813 - 817: The Cursed Love

Chapter 813: Chapter 817: The Cursed Love

Then, Yang Gang saw Du Fu patting his suit as he walked out of the restroom.

Upon seeing Yang Gang, Du Fu paused briefly and then adopted a refined expression.

A trace of cold light flashed in Yang Gang’s eyes, but he said nothing and went straight to the restroom.

After returning to the private room, Yang Gang kept sizing up this Du Fu.

"Yaoyao, could you share the romance between you and your boyfriend?" Suddenly, Yang Gang spoke.

"Of course!" After clearing her throat twice, Xue Yao said, "We met in a bar. At that time, I had just gone through a breakup and was drinking alone. But Du Fu appeared out of nowhere, knocked down my glass, and told me, ’A woman who drowns her sorrows in alcohol is the most pathetic.’ It was the first time anyone had ever dared to scold me like that. I gained a new respect for Du Fu, and then..."

Xue Yao was immersed as she recounted her story with Du Fu, her face brimming with happiness.

In her eyes, Du Fu was the gentlest, kindest, and most gentlemanly man in the world.

However, that scene in the restroom just now...

Yang Gang was quite fond of Xue Yao, of course, not in a romantic way, but as friends.

He liked Xue Yao’s personality, her straightforwardness and authenticity. Despite being a rich man’s daughter, she lacked the typical arrogance and vanity. If she didn’t say so herself, you would hardly be able to tell that she was the daughter of a family that controlled the Xilan Republic.

He didn’t want Xue Yao to be deceived by a man with ulterior motives.

After pondering for a while, a hint of resolve swept through Yang Gang’s eyes.

He stared into Du Fu’s eyes, then activated "Memory Reading."

"What time should I set it to?" Yang Gang thought. "This guy puts on airs of refinement, but he looks worn out, as if he didn’t rest well last night. It’s now eighteen hundred hours; why don’t I check what this fellow was doing 18 hours ago, at midnight yesterday?"

Having made up his mind, Yang Gang directly set the time to last night at midnight.

Whoosh!

A flash of white light, and Yang Gang found himself in front of a villa room door.

The display mode of "Memory Reading" had the effect of time-space travel.

At this moment, Du Fu stood outside the room with a steely expression, and Yang Gang could clearly hear moans and groans coming from inside. The scene was clichéd; even without thinking, Yang Gang could guess what was happening inside. What intrigued him, however, was why Du Fu looked so upset.

After a while, Du Fu seemed no longer able to hide his anger and kicked the door open. The amorous sights inside were fully exposed to Yang Gang.

"Zhan Yan, you slut!" Du Fu seemed furious.

To Yang Gang’s slight surprise, the man inside was none other than the curly-haired man he had encountered on the plane.

Caught off guard by Du Fu’s sudden entrance, the curly-haired man was clearly startled, but Zhan Yan was much calmer.

She slowly put on a robe, "Weren’t you supposed to come back the day after tomorrow?"

"If I had come back the day after tomorrow, would I have caught you cheating?" Du Fu was red-faced and thick-necked with anger.

Zhan Yan scoffed, "You can’t satisfy me, how can you blame me for cheating? Besides, Du Fu, you should be clear about who provided you with everything! Without marrying into my family, what gives you the right to play the rich young master?"

At those words, Du Fu wilted on the spot.

With a cold smile, Zhan Yan said, "Now you have two choices: one, take your things and get lost; two, forget everything you saw here."

Du Fu stood in the room, face flushed, silent.

The choice was self-evident.

"Since you’ve already made your choice, why don’t you get out of this room? Do you actually enjoy the view?"

Du Fu left without saying a word. The door was slammed shut behind him. It wasn’t long before noises came from inside the room again.

Yang Gang just shook his head as he watched.

Du Fu might seem pitiable, but the pitiable always have a detestable side. If Du Fu hadn’t been so enamored with the wealth of the Zhan family, his self-esteem wouldn’t have been trampled to this point.

Besides, this bastard was a married man who pretended to be a single, literary youth, deceiving unsuspecting girls—nothing but a scoundrel!

"Memory Reading" drained a lot of spiritual power, so Yang Gang couldn’t linger too long. He turned off "Memory Reading" and returned to reality.

Reversing time seemed lengthy in description, but in reality, it was only a matter of blinking an eye.

Having understood Du Fu’s hidden side, Yang Gang saw him as more and more hypocritical.

He was truly a pathetic spirit living at the mercy of others, with no dignity to speak of, yet he insisted on parading himself as a suave and single artistic young man. Such a man was doomed to a tragic existence.

However, this guy was very good at disguising himself, and who knows how many ignorant young women he had deceived. Fortunately, Yang Gang had a cheating device; having discovered this guy’s true colors, otherwise he wouldn’t have known how to deal with him.

"Yaoyao, is there a Zhan family financial empire in Xilan?" Yang Gang suddenly interrupted Xue Yao’s sweet reminiscences.

Upon hearing this, Du Fu’s face slightly changed.

"Zhan surname?" Xue Yao thought for a moment, "Uh, there are only a few major financial tycoons in Xilan, and there is no Zhan family. Oh, I remember now, the boss of Bluebird Investment Group seems to be surnamed Zhan. However, Bluebird Investment Group is not a big company; its assets are less than one billion US dollars."

"Does the Zhan family have a woman named Zhan Yan?" Yang Gang asked again.

"That, I’m not sure." Xue Yao paused for a moment and looked at Yang Gang, "Yang Gang, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Yang Gang stood up and said indifferently, "The Zhan family has a woman named Zhan Yan, her husband is a live-in son-in-law, named..."

Yang Gang deliberately paused, then looked at Du Fu, whose face was drastically altered, and said word by word, "Du Fu."

"What?!" Xue Yao’s face changed drastically as she stood up sharply, her piercing gaze fixated on Du Fu, "Du Fu, what is going on?"

With a malicious glance at Yang Gang, Du Fu quickly put on an agonized expression, "Yaoyao, she and I have had no feelings for a long time. Yesterday, she was even openly cheating with another man at home..."

"Get out!" Xue Yao, her face twisted with pain, bit her lip and pointed towards the door.

"Yaoyao, I..."

"Get out!" Xue Yao shouted angrily once more.

Du Fu hurriedly smacked his butt and left.

After Du Fu had left, Xue Yao collapsed onto the couch, sobbing.

The situation was unexpected, and Bai Tong had just realized what was happening. She walked over and gently patted Xue Yao on the shoulder, "Yaoyao..."

"I’m fine. You guys sit down, I’m going to the washroom. Tongtong, don’t follow me, I won’t do anything foolish! I’ve... I’ve grown used to it already."

Having said that, Xue Yao, covering her face, ran out.

Watching Xue Yao’s retreating back, Bai Tong’s expression was complex. She leaned against the couch and said faintly, "My marriage may be unhappy, but Yaoyao’s love life must be cursed."

"What do you mean?"

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