Shameless Gangster

Chapter 11A

It's easier to invite the devil in than to send him away

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The homeroom teacher touched his head as he passed by him.

Qi Xiuyuan wanted to leave after math class was over, however, just chance, Jiang Xiaoning looked and saw him smiling at him before giving him a big thumb up.

"Jiang Xiaoning, I didn't expect you to be so awesome." At this time, students had already been dismissed for the day and aside from arranging his daily duties, he had never specially made a detour to speak to the class monitor or the prettiest girl in the class. "Class 3, Zheng Yunxiu, has always placed first in mathematics but this time he was pushed down by you and is still crying about it."

Although Jiang Xiaoning had a smile on his face, there was no hint of happiness in his eyes.

He had carelessly shoved that examination paper inside his test earlier and for some reason, that bright red score of 140 seemed like a kind of satisfaction that was thickly shrouded with irony.

Why is it worse by 9 points? He went out of the classroom and thought gloomily as he walked outside the school. If it was not due to the last difficult question and carelessness, there would have been no problem in getting a perfect score. How can it be from carelessness?

With that frame of mind, even after he walked out of the school gate, his heart suddenly jumped, and he stood still.

He didn't even take a glance at the lights in his father's office.

This had nearly become a habit that he had developed since he entered the school. This school was a complete high school. Jiang Xiaoning had studied here since middle school. Aside from any special circumstances, every time class was dismissed at the end of the day, he would always turn to look at his father's office on his way home. It was like a ritual, but also a kind of stubborn expectation.

Since when did it actually start to change?

It seemed like since the day he got that mobile phone from Han Jia, the center of his entire life had shifted. He bought a SIM card which only had Han Jia's number; he deliberately asked for a spare key to Han Jia's residence and regardless of whether Han Jia was there or not, he would stay there until midnight every day before returning home; he had even started to put his own things in that room.

Jiang Xiaoning frowned and thought to himself as crowds of students continued to pass by him uninterrupted. When someone bumped into him, he came to his senses and walked to the bus station.

With Han Jia's residence being quite far from here, he spent an hour a day to get there.

Jiang Xiaoning sat at the back of the bus and listened to the MP3 which had English practice audios that Han Jia had given him. When he arrived at the residence, he opened the door and was met with a bowl of fresh fruit on the coffee table. He walked around senselessly for two rounds before he decided to do his homework first. In the study room, Han Jia had already moved in a desk and added a student writing desk and a pair of eye-protecting desk lamps.

Jiang Xiaoning could not help but feel strange. He felt that Han Jia was his guardian in the month that passed.

He remembered that when he first asked Han Jia for a spare key, Han Jia's expression was like he had heard some sort of ridiculous nonsense. He thought that he could brush it off with a 'ha, ha, ha' but Jiang Xiaoning did not stop until he reached his goal: the next day, after school, he took a bus for an hour, called Han Jia when he reached the door and had him open the door while employing an unquestionable tone and Han Jia simply did as he requested. The next day, the third day... when he did this for a week, Han Jia finally handed the spare key to him.