Chapter 115 On the Hook

"Miss Xie, why do I feel your idea is a bit suspenseful?"

Yang Lie frowned and stood at the window of Linjiang Building, looking into the distance, just in time to take in everything that happened in the alley.

His uncle Yang He was not a lustful person. For all these years, he had only one wife and two concubines in his room, and the two concubines were appointed for him by his aunt.

I don't know how many women his colleagues and subordinates outside have sent to him, but he either refused to accept them or accepted them without touching them.

Everyone knows that to bribe Yang He, one can use power or profit, but seduction will never work.

Thanks to the eldest lady for taking a radical approach. Not only did she want to seduce someone sexually, but she also ignored so many young beauties and chose to seduce an old woman whose son was already in his teens.

Isn't this nonsense?

As expected, after a brief stay, Yang He returned to his usual indifferent expression, walked out immediately, not wanting to meddle in other people's business at all.

"I was wondering how my uncle could possibly be tempted..."

Before Yang Lie finished speaking, Yang He suddenly drew his sword and turned around.

The knife flashed by, and the two thugs suddenly fell to the ground with their eyes wide open.

The gushing blood splashed on Zhou Yaoniang's face. Not only did she not feel scared, she also felt very happy.

These two villains had tried to do something bad to her several times before, and today she deliberately lured them into this alley just to send them to hell.

But in order to look scared, her eyes were filled with fear and her whole body was shaking.

Upon seeing this, Yang He immediately dropped his knife and walked straight to her, his face full of concern, "Madam, are you okay?"

Zhou Yaoniang looked at him warily and shrank into the corner again.

"Don't be afraid, ma'am. I am not a bad person." Yang He was afraid that she would be scared, so he took the initiative to reveal his identity.

"It turns out to be Lord Yang..." Zhou Yaoniang's expression finally relaxed a little, "Thank you very much for saving my life."

She bowed gracefully, and Yang He quickly raised his hand to help her up, "Madam, there is no need to be so polite."

Zhou Yaoniang raised her head, her skin was white and smooth, her almond-shaped eyes were moving, and her eyes were indescribably gentle and charming.

Yang He paused, looking a little dazed.

"Master Yang?" Zhou Yaoniang called him softly.

He suddenly came back to his senses, covered his lips and coughed twice, "Where does Madam live? Yang will send someone to take you back now."

Zhou Yaoniang lowered her eyes in disappointment. "Home? After my husband died, I was driven out of the house by my uncles and aunts. I finally found a place to stay, but was bullied everywhere. My son couldn't stand this kind of suffering and said he wanted to leave home to explore the world. Now I don't know where he is. Where is my home?"

Talking about this, she couldn't help but burst into tears, feeling so heartbroken that it was heartbreaking.

These remarks were naturally something Xie Zhuoning had discussed with her long ago.

Mixing the true and the false together will least arouse suspicion.

Yang He immediately said: "If you trust me, I will help you find your son's whereabouts!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yaoniang raised her eyes in delight, "Are you serious?"

"I, Yang, always keep my word!" Yang He immediately guaranteed.

Zhou Yaoniang was so excited that she didn't know what to do. "Thank you, thank you, Lord Yang. You are such a good person. Yaoniang really has nothing to repay you with. The only thing I can do is cook. If Lord Yang doesn't mind, Yaoniang is willing to work like a slave for you to repay your kindness!"

I thought she was going to repay me with her body, but I didn't expect that she wanted to repay me with her cooking skills.

Yang He's vigilance suddenly decreased a little, and he laughed, "Really? Then Yang will have a good time in the future."

On the upper floor of Linjiang Building.

Seeing that Yang He actually took away Zhou Yaoniang, whom he had only met once, Yang Lie's mouth became so big that it could fit two duck eggs.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, muttering over and over again, "How is this possible? How is this possible? How is this possible?"

His uncle has always been suspicious. Has he never suspected that everything that happened today was too much of a coincidence?

Xie Zhuoning glanced at him and ate some sunflower seeds leisurely. "Why not?"

As long as you know what he wants, then give him what he wants.

When the thing you have been longing for is right within reach, who can resist it?

Yang Lie understood, "You mean, my uncle doesn't like graceful girls, but likes women with a charming temperament?"

That's not right. The women who were sent to his house before had different styles. There were some beautiful women, but he never fell in love with them.

"Not really," Xie Zhuoning explained, "The reason why Yang He treats Zhou Yaoniang differently is simply because Zhou Yaoniang resembles a human being."

In the previous life, Prince Yong promised Yang He great benefits and conferred him the title of Duke of Ming upon his succession, a title that would be passed down from generation to generation.

Yang He has already decided to join Prince Yong.

Xiao Bicheng was extremely worried at that time and couldn't think of a solution.

It was she who noticed a yellowed and old purse hanging on Yang He's waist. She immediately sent someone to investigate who embroidered the purse.

The Yang family has been in Nanyang for many years and has never been short of money.

The purse was almost rotten, but Yang He was still wearing it, which showed that it must have been given to him by a very important person.

Maybe this is the turning point!

A few days later, the person sent to investigate sent back a portrait. She immediately ordered people to look for a woman with a similar face, and finally found Zhou Yaoniang, who was 70% similar.

As expected, when Yang He saw Zhou Yaoniang, his eyes widened instantly, and soon he changed his mind and turned to support Xiao Bicheng.

That's why she is so determined in this life. Even if there is a blatant trap there, Yang He will definitely fall into it.

Song Yuqiu supported his chin with one hand and said, "I see, it turns out to be substitute literature!"

The white moonlight is gone, so you give all your love to the substitute, right?

"Why do I always feel that Mrs. Zhou looks a bit like someone..."

Yang Lie frowned and thought hard, but he couldn't remember who he looked like.

"Who does he look like?"

But what is certain is that it definitely wasn’t my aunt.

Xie Zhuoning glanced at him with a half-smile, "Think about it slowly."

Having said that, he turned and left.

Song Yuqiu hurriedly chased after her and asked curiously, "Sister Zhuo Ning, please tell me, who is Yang He's white moonlight?"

"Come closer." Xie Zhuoning whispered in her ear.

Song Yuqiu's eyes widened like cows, "Wow! I thought substitute literature and white moonlight literature were enough, but I didn't expect it to involve stepmother literature and mother-loving literature!"

Xie Zhuoning: “???”

What is she talking about?

Yang He lost his mother when he was young. Later, his father remarried. His stepmother was beautiful and gentle, and she took good care of him to the core.

He grew up slowly, and began to fall in love. From then on, the shadow of a person would never go away from his heart.

It was a pity that his stepmother passed away within a few years, when his love for her was at its most intense.

How could he be content with it when he had never gotten it?

As for Yang Lie, he was only a few years old when his stepmother died. He had some memories but not much, so it was normal that he didn't recognize her at first.

"Sister Zhuoning," Song Yuqiu glanced at her secretly and asked curiously, "Do you have someone you admire in your heart?"