Imposter Young Master
Chapter 844 - 848: Could It Be a Problem with This Young Master?

Chapter 844: Chapter 848: Could It Be a Problem with This Young Master?

"No, no, no, the most urgent thing right now is to get rid of Yang Gang’s hand as soon as possible. If I bump into someone I know, even jumping into the Yellow River wouldn’t clean my name!"

However, before Gu Xiaorou could act, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Ah, am I disturbing the two of you?"

The speaker was a tall woman wearing large sunglasses, carrying a bulging shoulder bag, the contents of which were unknown.

Yang Gang and Gu Xiaorou exchanged a glance and then both looked at the woman in sunglasses.

"Look here, Miss Lucy, is there something wrong with your head?" Yang Gang said.

"Huh?"

Yang Gang’s face darkened: "Huh, my ass, do you know where you are? This is the territory of the Earth Federation! For you, as a Dark Moon Sect Witch, to appear so brazenly here, don’t you think that’s taking the Federation too lightly?"

"Hehe, it’s okay, it’s okay, I’ve been very careful," she replied.

This girl in the sunglasses was none other than Lucy. Clito, the fourth witch of the Dark Moon Sect.

Yang Gang’s mouth twitched slightly.

Back in the Land of Fallen, Lucy had presented herself as a cold figure, but he hadn’t expected that after helping her resolve her inner conflicts, she would instantly transform into a lively young woman, practically becoming the spokesperson for the Dark Moon Sect’s image.

At this thought, Yang Gang couldn’t help but think of Yang Fei.

In front of strangers, Yang Fei always maintained the image of an icy goddess, but whenever she was with him, she instantly became a lively and mischievous cutie.

"Hmm," Yang Gang stroked his chin, deep in thought, "Could it be a problem with Yours Truly?"

Taking advantage of Yang Gang’s pondering, Gu Xiaorou quickly withdrew her hand from his and ran over to Lucy, saying, "Lucy, you’re being too careless. If the Federation discovers you, you’re done for. By the way, what risk brings you to Hangcheng?"

"Oh, I’m here to offer the Dark Moon Sect’s wedding congratulations to Yang Gang and Sister Miao," Lucy said.

Yang Gang suddenly realized something and pulled Lucy aside, saying, "Hey, Lucy, you’re not planning to take the opportunity to whisk Sister Miao away, are you?!"

"How could I? Ay, you’re too sensitive. Like you said, this is Federation territory. What ability do I have to forcefully take Sister Miao away? Besides, I can’t beat Sister Miao either," Lucy explained.

Yang Gang thought about it and found it made sense. As long as Sister Miao didn’t want to leave with Lucy, Lucy probably couldn’t do much.

After musing for a moment, Yang Gang looked at Lucy again and said, "Lucy, coming to a wedding and not bringing a gift?"

"I knew you would say that," Lucy chuckled, then opened her shoulder bag.

"Meow~" A cat crawled out from the bag.

Yang Gang looked at the cat, whose fur was dark, but otherwise seemed unremarkable.

"This is the gift?"

"Sister Miao will definitely like it!" Lucy said.

Yang Gang’s face fell slightly: "Lucy, you’re not messing with me, are you? Firstly, Sister Miao doesn’t really like cats; secondly, she likes black cats even less. In many places, black cats are symbols of death and misfortune, bringing disaster to their owners."

"Give this black cat to Sister Miao, and I guarantee she’ll love it. Oh, that’s it for now, I’m off. I’ll come again when you get married. Bye." Having said this, Lucy left.

"What’s up with that woman, Lucy?" Yang Gang picked up the black cat, examined it closely, but still couldn’t find anything special.

The black cat didn’t seem to like Yang Gang either and protested with "meows."

"Forget it, let’s bring it home first."

Yang Gang picked up a relatively sturdy plastic bag from the roadside, made a hole in it, and, ignoring the cat’s protests, stuffed the black cat into it.

As he was about to return to where he had been, he overheard people talking as he approached.

"Xiaorou, what a coincidence to bump into you here!" It was Yang Fei’s voice!

"Xiaorou, long time no see." It was the voice of Xia Zihan.

"Hehehe, how, how coincidental." Gu Xiaorou’s voice was slightly panicked.

She paused, then raised her voice, "Feifei, I just got back and was about to head to my apartment. If you and Zi Han aren’t busy, come with me."

"Yeah, sure," Yang Fei said.

Then the sound of footsteps faded away.

Yang Gang breathed a sigh of relief.

He pondered for a moment, then returned to Yang’s villa with the black cat.

Zhang Miao happened to be at the villa.

"Sister Miao, I just ran into Lucy on the way here. She said she wanted to give you an early wedding present," Yang Gang said, holding the black cat. "Here, this guy is it."

"Hm?" Zhang Miao lifted the black cat out of the plastic bag, cradled it in her arms, and then said, "By the way, Gang, Dad is fixing the lawn; go give him a hand."

"Ah, I don’t want to..."

Zhang Miao glared at Yang Gang, "Go on. How long are you going to be at odds with Dad? Shared labor is one of the best ways to reconcile."

"Yes, my dear wife."

Having received her orders, Yang Gang had no choice but to agree.

Out on the lawn, Yang Lin was alone, tending to the grass.

Yang Gang watched Yang Lin from behind; grey hairs had begun to show on Yang Lin’s head, stirring a faint sense of unease in his heart.

He approached and said, "Dad, shall I do the trimming? You take a break."

Yang Lin turned his head to look at Yang Gang, his expression one of surprise, and after a long moment, he said, "You can be heartwarming occasionally, can’t you? I thought you had lost all conscience."

Yang Gang’s face darkened, "Look, my dear father, you’re not picking a fight on purpose, are you?"

"How would I dare? You are now the jewel of our family. Would I dare to pick on you? Only if I didn’t want to be part of this house anymore."

Yang Gang felt like collapsing inside.

"This old man, he really can be so stubborn!"

He remembered something suddenly and said, "Right, Dad, I’ve found out who hit you. It was Yang Feng, the driver you first hired for me."

Hiss~

Yang Lin took a sharp breath, "Yang Feng?"

"Yes," Yang Gang paused, then added, "Do you have some grudge against Yang Feng?"

"Hmm..." Yang Lin frowned, seemingly deep in thought.

Yang Gang took the trimmer from Yang Lin’s hand, "Old Master Yang, you go and think on the side, I’ll take care of the lawn."

Unexpectedly, in this situation, Yang Lin didn’t glare or growl at Yang Gang for the first time, but simply left without a fuss.

By the time Yang Gang finished the lawn, two hours had passed.

Zhang Miao had brewed tea for Yang Gang, while she herself sat opposite him, holding the black cat.

The relationship between the woman and the cat seemed very close.

"Hmm..." Yang Gang sipped his tea and eyed the black cat in Zhang Miao’s arms, thinking to himself, "Strange, really strange. Although Sister Miao likes animals, she’s usually indifferent towards cats. Why does this ordinary-looking black cat receive Sister Miao’s favor?"

"What’s wrong, Gang?" Zhang Miao asked.

"Uh, I was thinking, shouldn’t we invite Mother-in-law to spend the New Year with us? After all, she’s your only relative, Sister Miao. Also, I feel quite ashamed to say that I haven’t met Mother-in-law to this day," Yang Gang said thoughtfully.

Zhang Miao remained expressionless, "She probably won’t come."