The Day I Discovered My Shy Desk Mate Was a Mafia Boss - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Duan Jiayu transferred in during the second semester of sophomore year.

Silver buzz cut. Full-on prisoncore outfit.

Injuries on his face.

His dark, vicious aura made him look like he had several bodies on him.

The homeroom teacher arranged for the PE rep to sit with him.

The PE rep shook his head so hard it nearly flew off.

Duan Jiayu’s eyes turned lonely, and the air pressure around him dropped even lower.

I volunteered and raised my hand. “I’ll sit with him!”

Then I cheerfully sat down beside Duan Jiayu.

I tried to influence this introverted, solitary new classmate with my boundless enthusiasm. “I love sitting with handsome guys the most!”

For some reason…

His pitch-black pupils widened.

His face turned red too.

So did everyone else’s.

They were probably all moved by me.

Chapter 2

Duan Jiayu was wearing a tattered jacket.

There was also a big green pendant hanging on his chest, greener than a Tsingtao beer bottle. Obviously fake.

Afraid he would get laughed at, I tried to remind him in a roundabout way.

“Students need to pay attention to their appearance. Jewelry isn’t allowed.”

The boy looked up at me.

Then obediently took off the fake jade.

I praised him. “Good boy~”

He said flatly not to call him that. It was improper.

Me: ???

Speaking English was improper?

This guy was so conservative.

After school, when I got home, I told my dad about my deskmate wearing ragged clothes.

After dinner, he went to HLA.

To get the kid a decent set of men’s clothes.

Luckily, I had pretty good taste.

I suggested he switch to a trendy brand.

When Duan Jiayu received the stylish Metersbonwe jacket…

His expression was complicated.

I patted him on the shoulder. “Now that you’re with me, Boss Ruan, there’s no need to feel inferior.”

The boy’s eyes went round, as if he’d heard something that defied the natural order. “You’re my boss?”

I tilted my head. “I’m number one in the whole class. How does that not make me the biggest? From now on, in this class, I, Ruan Shiran, have your back.”

Duan Jiayu: “…”

I couldn’t help reaching out and sweeping his gloomy bangs up. “Show your forehead. Be confident!”

His face turned red again.

He was probably touched by my enthusiasm.

At last, he took off the ragged clothes.

And put on the jacket I gave him.

Only later did I find out…

His face hadn’t turned red because he was moved.

And it definitely wasn’t because he was shy.

It was because he was furious.

After all, the last person who dared to mess with his hair…

Had already been thrown into the sea to feed the fish.

That ragged jacket was a Balenciaga worth two hundred and fifty thousand.

And that big green pendant wasn’t fake jade either.

It was an imperial green jade peace pendant worth one hundred million.