The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities-Chapter 7

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

After a moment, she walked straight to the last row, and dropped her school bag on the table. She pulled the chair away, and sat down lazily.

Ignoring everyone’s stare, she took out her earphones to plug them into her ears, then covered her head with her hoodie’s cap, and bent over the desk.

She sat near the window, so the breeze was blowing softly.

Derek looked at the girl sitting next to him and gave her a meaningful smile.

Hunter’s fiancée was in the same class as him.

Interesting…

He reached out and poked Claire’s arm.

Claire raised her head. Only then did she notice a boy sitting beside her.

He had porcelain-white skin and delicate features. He was wearing a light pink casual shirt with the collar wide open, revealing a beautiful collarbone.

His curly hair was golden under the sunlight, his eyelashes long and thick, and his eyes as bright as stars. He wore a shiny black diamond stud in his left ear.

At this moment, he had propped his head with a hand and was smiling.

On his handsome face, there was a hint of… sweetness?

“Hello, Claire, I am your deskmate.”

Claire didn’t pay attention to him, and put her head down again.

Derek didn’t seem to feel offended at all, and continued to speak with a smile. “Don’t you want to know what my name is?”

Claire didn’t say a word.

“Are you listening to music? What music are you listening to?”

Derek suddenly unplugged her earphones and plugged them into his ears, and was stunned.

There was no sound.

“Huh? You are not listening to music? Then what are you doing with the headphones?”

Claire raised her head, and grabbed the earphones back from the boy’s hands. Her eyes were icy, and she said impatiently, “I am wearing earphones because I don’t feel like talking to anyone. It’s noisy.”

“Umm…”

Derek blinked his innocent bright eyes.

Was she implying that… he was annoying her?

Wow, Hunter has got a grumpy fiancée.

But he liked it!

Derek smiled cheekily. “Since we’re deskmates, why don’t we get to know each other? Do you have any hobbies? Do you like to play games?”

“No.”

“Huh? Don’t you play ‘W2’?” Derek took out his phone and pointed to the icon on the screen. “It’s a very popular game.”

‘W2’ was the abbreviation of World War, a gun battle game. It was very popular in recent years and almost everyone loved to play it. There were two international competitions in this game every year.

Derek asked her. “Then do you know ‘April’?”

Claire’s eyes were half closed. When she heard the name, a light of surprise flickered across her eyes, but she answered coldly. “Never heard of it.”

“Really?!”

Derek was astonished at first, but then he thought he could understand her.

It was said that Claire grew up in a poverty-stricken mountainous village, where people were so poor that they almost fed on bark. She probably didn’t even know what a smartphone was. No wonder she hadn’t heard of April.

It must be because she felt inferior that she didn’t like talking to others!

So poor…

The more he thought about it, the more he felt sorry for her, so he worked harder to find a common topic.

“April is the best player of ‘W2’. He has won two consecutive international championships and has millions of fans in the game. Even the media has mentioned him enough times, but he never accepts any TV interviews. He is low-key and mysterious, so his appearance, his gender, has remained a mystery even till now, but I am different…”

Derek said proudly, looking absolutely satisfied with himself, “I have the contact information of April, and…”

He mysteriously leaned close to Claire’s ear and whispered. “April is teaching me how to play the game. I’m the only one he teaches. Don’t tell anyone about it. April won’t let me tell others!”