Imposter Young Master
Chapter 85 Hand in Hand _1

Chapter 85: Chapter 85 Hand in Hand _1

At this moment, the night had come, a cool breeze came blowing. Yang Fei couldn’t help but hug herself, shivering slightly.

Yang Gang took off his shirt and draped it over Yang Fei’s body, leaving only a tight tank top on himself.

"There’s a typhoon coming tonight, the weather will get cooler, don’t catch a cold." Yang Gang said with a faint smile.

Yang Fei stared at the defined abs on Yang Gang’s upper body and curiously asked, "Gang, were your muscles always this developed?"

Yang Gang felt a bit guilty and brazenly replied, "I’ve always been working out, it’s just that you didn’t know."

"Hmm." Yang Fei didn’t seem to dwell on it. She took another sneaky peek at Yang Gang’s robust body. Thoughts began to stir as her ears flushed a bright red. Under the night lights, she looked astonishingly astounding.

They both arrived at an intersection and took a taxi back to the place where the temple fair was held. Yang Gang’s car was still parked there.

Even though the wind had picked up at this time, the crowd attending the temple fair was still thick.

Yang Gang glanced at the crowded group then back at Yang Fei, suddenly said, "Feifei, give me your hand."

"Why?" Yang Fei seemed to predict what Yang Gang was about to do, her ears flushed red again.

"Of course, to prevent us siblings from getting separated. There are too many people, we could easily get carried away by the crowd. My phone’s battery died. If we get separated and can’t find each other, what’ll we do?" Yang Gang defended his request.

The reason was valid.

"Oh." Yang Fei didn’t say much, she just handed Yang Gang her hand.

Without hesitation, Yang Gang took Yang Fei’s hand.

Yang Fei’s hand was soft and delicate, full of elegance, like holding a pearl in his hand.

Yang Fei, on the other hand, was secretly glancing at the large hands holding hers, they were warm and sturdy, which somehow, gave her a sense of safety.

Her thoughts were wandering.

The last time we held hands to walk together was many years ago, when we were kids. Time flies. In the blink of an eye, her twin brother had turned into a reliable man. So, these hands, have they also held other women’s hands?

With that thought, Yang Fei was surprised to find that she was a little jealous...

"Ah, what’s wrong with me? Is it the mental disorientation due to the menstrual period? What does it have to do with me who he holds hands with? If he knew what I was thinking, he would despise me, saying, ’Huh, my little sister with B-cup is worrying about her girlfriend.’"

With that thought, Yang Fei subconsciously glanced at her medium-sized breasts, then thought of her sister Yang Ya’s exaggerated bust, felt discouraged, "Why is there such a big size difference when they are both born to the same mother? Second-borns really have no human rights. But mine aren’t small, compared to A-cups, mine are considered ’outstanding’."

Yang Fei shot a glare at Yang Gang.

"I hate ’ball fans’."

Yang Gang held Yang Fei’s hand and navigated through the crowded crowd and arrived where the Lamborghini was parked. "Let’s go home."

"Mm."

Yang Fei looked at his released hand and felt a little bit of reluctance.

It was really warm.

Upon return to the Yang family home, Old Master Yang hurried over to Yang Fei, nervously saying, "Feifei, are you alright?"

"Dad, I’m fine. Gang came to my rescue." Yang Fei replied.

"As long as you’re safe, that’s good. Seems like I need to assign you a bodyguard." Yang Lin sighed in relief. His son had just had an accident, and if something had happened to his daughter, how was he going to explain to his wife who’d been gone for twenty years and to the old lady?

"Dad, I’m alright, I don’t need a bodyguard! Why aren’t you worrying about my brother? He had a fight with the ’kidnappers’," Yang Fei says.

It seemed like Yang Lin realized Yang Gang only now, he turned his head to look at Yang Gang, "Gang, are you hurt?"

Yang Gang’s mouth twitched as he was filled with anger in his mind, "What the hell, I’m literally being treated like an imposter. Actors have no human rights."

"Thanks for your concern, dad, I’m fine. I didn’t lose an arm, or a leg, didn’t..." Yang Gang says.

Yang Lin crumbled, couldn’t he see Yang Gang was protesting?

He quickly says, "Feifei, you go back to your room first, I have something to talk to your brother about."

"Oh." Yang Fei didn’t think too much and left.

Once Yang Fei had left, Yang Lin looked at Yang Gang, saying, "Alright, what do you want as a reward?"

"Um... I want to be the bodyguard for Yang Fei and Sister Ya. A bodyguard’s salary, one thousand a month, how does that sound? After all, I’m part of the family, and you’d feel safe with me around, right?" Yang Gang grinned.

Yang Lin’s face turned dark. "I feel the least safe with you!"

Yang Gang’s face also turned dark. "Hey, hey! Old Master Yang, you’re being so unfair, I risked my life to save your daughter. You’re too suspicious. I admit, ever since I joined the Yang family, I’ve tricked you a few times, but every time, didn’t you do it to me first? Even more, those two times I fooled you, it ironically saved the Yang family. In a way, I can also be considered the family’s lucky star!"

Yang Lin hesitated for a moment, lucky star.

He never gave it much thought before, but now that he did, it seemed that Yang Gang had unintentionally saved the Yang family twice and saved his daughter again today, he really did seem like a lucky star.

After a lengthy and serious contemplation, he finally said, "Gang, if you can guarantee not to have any ulterior motives towards my two daughters, I’ll offer you three thousand a month."

"So, the ’No contact with Sister Ya and Yang Fei after 10 PM’ agreement..." Yang Gang questioned.

"Cancelled." Yang Lin said.

"Ok! Deal." Yang Gang promptly agreed, then he took a pause and looked at Yang Lin again, "Old Master Yang, do you trust me?"

Yang Lin shook his head without hesitation: "I don’t. But I can only gamble now. If, in the future, my daughter gets hurt by you, I won’t let you off. I know your origin is unknown, and your skills are very good, but I’d rather perish with you than let my daughter get hurt."

Yang Gang’s mouth twitched slightly. Why did he suddenly feel like an irredeemable devil?

Well, at least he obtained the right to stay with Yang Fei... ahem... Sister Ya in the evening. Not bad, not bad.

After bidding farewell to Yang Lin, Yang Gang came to the living room where Lin Yueyao was. She was wearing a little dress suit that greatly highlighted her proud figure.

Yang Gang glanced at Lin Yueyao, "Not surprising that their sisters, Lin Yueyao and Lin Qingyu are both well-endowed. While some sisters have a big difference..."

"Cough, cough!" Yang Fei walked over with a stern face. She didn’t seem to be pleased with Yang Gang constantly staring at Lin Yueyao’s chest.

"Sister Yueyao, you don’t need to dress so formal next time, it makes someone feel restless. You can just wear sportswear next time, the more relaxed-fit, the better." Yang Fei said to Lin Yueyao.

Lin Yueyao’s face blushed slightly, "Um, Miss Second, I didn’t mean to seduce the young master..."