On the first day of school, Pan Dongdong got up early.

Wu's mother helped her comb her hair carefully, didn't allow her to move, and was busy packing up after breakfast, until the car drove away and stood at the door waving.

Zhan Shanhu has always liked to drive fast, but he always stepped on the accelerator with Pan Dongdong. He looked tired, with stubble on his face and bloodshot eyes, as if he hadn't taken a nap for three days and three nights. Pan Dongdong noticed that the cuffs of his suit were stained with a touch of brown, a bit like dried blood, and he was slightly shocked when he thought of the recent battle with his parents.

When he arrived at the gate of Chaoyang Middle School, Zhan Shanhu just wanted to pull over, but was forced by a Mercedes-Benz S600L facing each other and had to step on the brakes. Zhan Shanhu has never met such a short-eyed guy, and immediately roared, and he was about to trouble the other party.

The Mercedes-Benz driver was a middle-aged man, with a sallow face, inverted eyebrows, narrow eyes like snakes, and long nails on his hands hanging at his sides. He drove a luxury car of more than two million, but he was wearing a pair of cloth shoes and thin clothes. After getting out of the car, he opened the back seat door and bowed respectfully, not paying any attention to the imposing Zhanshan Tiger.

A few female students walking together were passing not far away, and when they saw the young man getting off the Mercedes Benz, their voices suddenly became much quieter, and their cheeks quietly turned red while peeking at it.

In their eyes, the young man was between twenty and thirty years old. He was tall and handsome, with tan brown skin and a toned build, reminiscent of a beach boy under a palm tree. The restraint and depth revealed between his eyebrows added an indescribable flavor to him, and the sharp edge that should have been aggressive was quietly modified and turned into a faintly dancing fire under the rock.

"Ah Hu, long time no see." The young man smiled and spoke.

Zhan Shanhu's footsteps immediately stopped, and a look of surprise appeared on his rough face.

The young man walked past him, opened the Audi door, put his hand on the roof of the car, and stared deeply at Pan Dongdong, "Xiaodong, I have been abroad all these years, and I think of you every day, and I always remember how the two of us went to school together." It's your birth next month, and I'm glad I'll be able to catch up this time. ”

Pan Dongdong had already recognized him, and smiled indifferently after getting out of the car, "Cousin, you bothered." ”

The young man frowned when he heard her call, and was about to say something more, but Zhan Shanhu had already strode over to Pan Dongdong's side, "Miss, I'll send you to the classroom." ”

"Don't bother you, I'll just accompany her in." The young man's gaze fell on Zhan Shanhu's face, and his tone was calm.

The sallow-skinned middle-aged man took two steps and didn't look up. Zhanshan Tiger's body suddenly became stiff, and his hands slowly clenched into fists, making a crackling sound. This kind of sense of threat that penetrates deep into the bone marrow has only been experienced by him when facing Zhuo Yitian, the difference is that Zhuo Yitian is like a burning saber, while the person behind him is like a cold and sticky snake.

"Xiaodong, I'll help you get it." The young man stretched out his hand to pick up Pan Dongdong's schoolbag.

Pan Dongdong's face was slightly cold, and he gave way to the side.

Zhan Shanhu is famous in Yancheng, but at this moment he is regarded as nothing, he grinned widely, and the suit behind his back has been torn apart by the muscles that bulge with anger, "Young Master Shocking City, Mr. Pan has instructed, I have to watch wherever the eldest lady goes, please don't make it difficult for me." ”

This young man is Pan Jinyu's nephew - Pan Jingcheng. Pan Jinyu escaped assassination that year, and Pan Renfeng, who was the mastermind, was imprisoned, and today, ten years later, due to cancer, he was released on medical parole, and his only son Pan Jingcheng also returned to Yancheng from abroad. Zhan Shanhu had already received the news, and during this time, regardless of Pan Jinyu's opposition, he sent additional guards to accompany him, and he was nervous all day long.

The eldest brother can kill his brother, and this chance encounter between cousins and cousins will naturally not be as simple as it seems. Zhan Shanhu knew that he didn't have much chance of winning, but now that the other party had stood in front of Pan Dongdong, he had no way out.

"It's not a small ......" Pan Jingcheng stared at Zhan Shanhu and smiled.

The snake-like middle-aged man was also laughing, his eyebrows and eyes did not move, his knife-like lips were slightly pulled, and his curled ten fingers stretched out inch by inch.

A taxi stopped across the road, and Chen Mo got out of the car, still wearing a security uniform. "Study hard, you have to go to university!" Wang Yinghui shouted in the car, and Shen Dali seemed to be too deep into the play, and his face was full of deep disapproval.

Chen Mo didn't care about the taxi that drove away, and when he saw Pan Dongdong from a distance, he just wanted to say hello, but then noticed the strange situation around her.

As the middle-aged man got closer and closer, sweat was already oozing from Zhan Shanhu's forehead, and his whole body was on the verge of triggering. At this moment, the tremendous pressure he was under suddenly disappeared, as if it had never existed.

Chen Mo stood on the side of Zhan Shan Hu, not far from the middle-aged man, and the three of them just formed an equilateral triangle. The middle-aged man finally raised his head, and his needle-like gaze fell on Chen Mo.

"What are you doing standing here? Let's go. Chen Mo stared at him and didn't look back.

Pan Dongdong grabbed his hand from behind, and the two left directly. Pan Jingcheng wanted to move but didn't move, his eyes became like ice, and he inadvertently found that Zhan Shanhu's face was a hundred times more ugly than anyone's.

"Do we still go to school?" A timid voice came from the Mercedes Benz, and the words were stiff.

"Of course." Pan Jingcheng smiled.

In the first class in the morning, the female homeroom teacher of Class 3 of the second year of high school, who loves black silk, brought Pan Jingcheng into the classroom, clapped her hands and signaled the students to be quiet, "Students, from today onwards, there is one more transfer student in our class who has returned from country M, everyone applauds and welcomes!" ”

"My surname is Pan, Pan Jingcheng. In the future, I will learn with you and make progress together, and please give me a lot of advice. After the applause, Pan Jingcheng bowed slightly, looking gentle and elegant.

"So handsome!" The girls all whispered.

Pan Dongdong's tablemate Wang Yan's cheeks were dizzy, and she gently pounded her, "Is this handsome guy really a high school student?" Why does it look so much bigger than us? ”

Pan Dongdong did not answer. She could now be sure that this cousin, who was only a year older than herself, had indeed come prepared.

"Student Pan, you are so tall, go and sit in the back row!" The female head teacher looked at this young man with outstanding appearance and temperament, and smiled from ear to ear.

Pan Jingcheng walked to the empty seat behind Pan Dongdong and sat down, quiet as a rock.

At the same time, Chen Mo, who was sleeping with his head covered in class 4, was woken up by his classmates. No one wants to sit at the same table with him this semester anymore, and endure the constant cries. At this moment, he woke up in a daze, only to see a girl with long hair and gentle standing beside him, bowing ninety degrees to him.

"It's a transfer student...... You're in luck! The fat man shouted from afar, and Lao Huang stood on the podium with an embarrassed face.

The whole class was not limited to the vacant seat next to Chen Mo, and he reluctantly gave way inside. The girl raised her head, and the melon seeds had a shy expression on her face, obviously the fair complexion of an Asian person, but her eyes were as blue as the sea.