Before Qin Yushi could make up her mind, Li Yangtao asked her, "Do you know this Pang Jindong?"

This question proved that Qin Yushi's conversation with Pang Jindong was also reported to the principal. Qin Yushi couldn't help but lament that there were too many informers in the world.

However, she had no intention of hiding this relationship and admitted frankly: "I was his neighbor for a short time!"

Li Yangtao nodded and asked, "How much do you know about this person?"

Qin Yushi replied without thinking: "Almost nothing."

"He has a sister studying in our school?"

"I think I'm in Class 3, Grade 2, and my name is Pang Wushuang."

"It's her..." Li Yangtao touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

There are nearly a thousand students in the school, most of whom Li Yangtao does not know, but Pang Wushuang is one of the few, because the procedures for her initial admission were handled by Li Yangtao himself.

Zhang Jinglue coughed and asked Li Yangtao: "Is there something wrong with this student?"

"There is no problem..." After a pause, Li Yangtao said again: "But it seems there is..."

Qin Yushi and Zhang Jinglue asked almost unanimously: "Why do you say that?"

"The household registration and other certificates she produced when she entered school seemed too new..."

Qin Yushi felt very strange about Li Yangtao's statement: "Why do you say it's too new?"

"I can't tell clearly. In short, it looks a little fake, like it's forged, but it's true." Sighing, Li Yangtao said strangely: "For example, her resume says:

, attended a high school in Yunnan before transferring to our school, but I called that school to verify, and the other party said that they never had this student there."

Li Yangtao once learned about Pang Wushuang from the head teacher of the second grade and the head teacher of the third class. They both said a very strange phenomenon, that is, Pang Wushuang never talked about his past life to any classmates or teachers.

It stands to reason that children of this age often speak freely, but Pang Wushuang would never say a word even when faced with other people's questioning.

This anomaly, coupled with the weird personal information, makes this student Pang Wushuang seem to appear out of thin air.

Another strange thing is that Pang Wushuang sometimes appears to be from a very wealthy family, but he never shows off. Most of the time, he looks like an ordinary, extremely ordinary child.

However, Li Yangtao would not say too much about Qin Yushi and Zhang Jinglue, because he took too many benefits from Pang Peike in the matter of Pang Wushuang's enrollment, and at least for now, it seems that these things about Pang Wushuang will not bring any benefits.

Any trouble or harm.

How did Li Yangtao know that Pang Jindong entrusted Jin Zhenyu to do a lot of work in order to hide Pang Wushuang's true identity?

In terms of both legal and personal records, the Pang Wushuang in China today, apart from the fact that his name is still the same as before, is basically the same person as the Pang Wushuang in Changqingshan.

After Pang Jindong left Beihai Middle School, he originally planned to go directly to his aunt's house. He waited until Pang Wushuang came back from school to ask what the so-called "Qing Gang" was about.

But Shen Jiayao called at this time and told Pang Jindong that she was now in front of Pang Jindong's house.

Pang Jindong hurried back home and invited Shen Jiayao into the house. Before he could say anything, remember, calls came in one after another from Miria, Isabel and Lin Peiwen, all of whom were discussing the specific matters of establishing a branch of the Blood Lion Legion in China.

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After Pang Jindong negotiated with them, half an hour had passed. Pang Jindong was shocked when he put down the phone.

During this half hour, Shen Jiayao was not idle, but tidied up the living room inside and out.

During this time, Nagano Fuka tidied up her home and it no longer looked so messy.

But when it comes to housework, if you can't finish it, it can even be said that you do more and more. Shen Jiayao's busyness has made the house a little tidier.

Pang Jindong sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, crossed his legs, looked at Shen Jiayao and said, "I didn't expect you to do housework..."

"You have the nerve to let me do it alone?" Seeing Pang Jindong's appearance, Shen Jiayao threw the rag in her hand to the ground and said a little angrily: "Why can't you just let yourself live like a normal person?"

"I often ask myself this question, but..." Pang Jindong shrugged and continued: "I have never found the answer!"

Shen Jiayao originally wanted to tell Pang Jindong: "You really should find someone to take care of your life!" But she swallowed the words as they reached her lips.

After a moment of silence, Shen Jiayao picked up the rag and calmed down: "If I have time, I will help you a little, but not often!"

Pang Jindong looked at Shen Jiayao and was suddenly touched. Such a beautiful young female entrepreneur with a huge amount of property and a high reputation in the country would actually help others with housework. No one would believe her if she told her.

Pang Jindong stopped his careless look and smiled deeply: "Remember when you were a kid, I did everything..."

"Yeah..." Shen Jiayao's expression also became solemn: "At that time, we often had to take care of ourselves!"

"I have always thought that I should take care of you, but at that time, you often asked me to help you with your homework, which made me very depressed..."

Shen Jiayao smiled sweetly: "There is nothing to be depressed about!"

Pang Jingdong replied earnestly: "Because I hope you can study hard and complete your homework by yourself, so that you can become a talented person when you grow up and make more contributions to socialist modernization..."

Shen Jiayao didn't have much sense of humor. After hearing what Pang Jindong said, although she wanted to fight back in the same way, she really didn't know what to do. After being stunned for a moment, she shrugged and told Pang Jindong: "I

Let me help you tidy up your bedroom!"

"Isn't this necessary?!"

A trace of doubt flashed in Shen Jiayao's eyes: "Why?"

"Nagano Fuka will help me with the housework. Kazama Masaharu will be back in a few days, and I also do it myself sometimes. I'm really embarrassed to let you do it."

Shen Jiayao smiled meaningfully and asked, "Is there something in the bedroom that you don't want me to see?"

What Pang Jindong said was originally true, but he didn't expect Shen Jiayao to understand the ambiguity, and felt very helpless.

"Although the psychiatrist who sells underwear advised me to indulge my sexual desire, I haven't really started collecting underwear and bras yet. If you want to enter the bedroom, you can go in..." Pang Jindong thought to himself and told Shen Jiayao: "Come with me.

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Shen Jiayao rolled her head back, rolled up her sleeves, held a rag in her hand, and followed Pang Jindong step by step. If you didn't take into account the pRada she was wearing, it looked like that at first glance.

This image reminded Pang Jindong of her childhood. Shen Jiayao didn't really do nothing. Whenever holidays came, she would clean up the house with Pang Jindong and make her parents happy.

Although the two children really couldn't do much and often made a mess at home and caused more trouble for the adults, Pang Jindong's parents were always very happy about it.

At that time, apart from her relatively good academic performance, Shen Jiayao looked so ordinary, with an ordinary appearance and a very poor family. No one would have thought that she would become what she is today.

Things in the world are impermanent, which often makes people sigh with emotion.

Pang Jindong opened the bedroom door with memories of the past and made an "invite" gesture: "Welcome!"

Shen Jiayao was not polite to Pang Jindong. After walking into the bedroom quickly, her eyes began to search everywhere, as if she wanted to find something.

Pang Jindong noticed Shen Jiayao's gaze and asked with a smile, "Did you throw anything away from me?"

"Ah... no!" Shen Jiayao opened Pang Jindong's wardrobe and began to organize it. In fact, it was nothing more than refolding shirts and the like, placing ties according to colors and styles, and categorizing coats according to seasons and brands.

What Pang Jindong didn't expect was that Shen Jiayao was very skilled in doing these things and was not like a pampered young lady. In fact, this is understandable. After Pang Jindong went to country M with his parents, for many years, Shen Jiayao

You need to take care of yourself and your father's life.

Pang Jindong pointed to the bed and told Shen Jiayao: "If you are tired, just rest on my bed for a while!"

Shen Jiayao glared at Pang Jindong: "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Pang Jindong said seriously: "It's not like we never slept in the same bed when we were young, so it's good to revisit old dreams now!"

"When I was young..." Shen Jiayao lowered her head and murmured: "I was still ignorant at that time..."

"Yeah, it's because I'm ignorant that I didn't do anything! If it were now..." Pang Jindong raised his head and looked at the ceiling, and said with some excitement: "I can't guarantee it!"

"Your jokes are not funny!" Shen Jiayao said, walking to Pang Jindong's bed, but not to rest on it, but to straighten the bedding.

Pang Jindong said calmly: "I didn't say anything, I just told you that you can rest here. My bed is also very comfortable, and no one of the opposite sex has ever slept on it..."

At this time, Shen Jiayao noticed that under the blue bed sheet, there was an uncoordinated glimpse of pink.

"Why are your things stuffed everywhere!" Shen Jiayao said as she pulled out the pink object.

After seeing the true appearance of that thing, Pang Jindong and Shen Jiayao were both stunned on the spot. Pang Jindong's face was a little red with embarrassment, while Shen Jiayao was uncertain.

"You...I...this...that...it..." After mumbling for a long time, Pang Jindong said shamelessly: "These are my underwear!"

These were a pair of pink triangular underwear with a circle of lace around the waist. If it was said to be Pang Jindong's underwear, it was obviously too unconvincing, so Shen Jiayao didn't believe it at all. She waved the underwear and told Pang Jindong: "Put it on."

show me!"

"This... is not good..." Pang Jindong's mouth twitched twice: "After all, we are different between men and women!"

"Didn't you just say that we once slept in the same bed? What does it matter if you let me see you in underwear?!" When Shen Jiayao said this, she tried hard to pretend to be calm, but she failed.

The declaration of failure gave people a feeling of gnashing of teeth, which made Pang Jindong feel quite frightened.

At this moment, Pang Jindong wanted to take off his clothes one by one in front of Shen Jiayao. He was afraid that before he actually put on those underwear, Shen Jiayao would hide his face and run away.

But after being determined for a long time, he still didn't have the courage to do such a thing, which made Pang Jindong begin to doubt Hu Haiming's diagnosis.

The last reason Pang Jindong found was: "We are all grown up now, and it is not good to do such a thing! What's more, even when we were children, we slept in the same bed with our clothes on..."

Shen Jiayao took a few deep breaths, tried to calm down, threw her underwear on Pang Jindong's head, and said lightly: "I still have something to do, so I can't help you with the work. Please clean up the house by yourself when you have time!"

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After saying this, Shen Jiayao left without looking back. The moment she turned around, her eyes and expression showed how complicated her mood was.

I came here today, firstly, because I know that Pang Jindong's current life lacks care; secondly, I also want to know what Pang Jindong's current status is, and whether he is really on the verge of perversion as Hu Haiming said.

However, what Shen Jiayao was most afraid of seeing actually happened in Pang Jindong's house.

Pang Jindong wanted to explain, but didn't know what to say, so he had to watch Shen Jiayao leave.
To be continued...