A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

With two "whoosh" sounds, Gu Feng, still in a daze, felt two strong gusts of wind attacking him and Peng Liangpei from the left and right at the same time.

He was startled. Before he could even raise his head, his hand instinctively reached out and grabbed—the thing that had been aimed at Peng Liangpei was now firmly in his grasp.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a chalk eraser.

Just as he shielded Peng Liangpei, another chalk eraser hit him squarely on the forehead, instantly sending up a cloud of white dust and turning his handsome face into a kaleidoscope of colors.

"Slap!" A crisp, cold voice rang out from the podium. "You two, what were you doing last night? Stealing chickens and dogs, or out fooling around?"

Gu Feng looked up and saw that the person glaring at them from the podium was none other than their beautiful homeroom teacher, Yan Xinyue.

When the two students were scolded in class, the other students covered their mouths and snickered.

To dare to doze off in your homeroom teacher's class? You must be tired of living.

Judging from their tired faces, they probably weren't up to any petty theft, but rather had been out fooling around—who knows, maybe even having a "battle" that lasted all night.

Peng Jingpei was also startled awake by the noise.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Gu Feng covered in colorful dust, and she wanted to laugh but dared not.

Her gaze shifted to the hand he was holding in front of her, and seeing that he was still tightly clutching a chalk eraser, a wave of gratitude welled up in her heart.

If he hadn't caught it for her, she would probably be the one turned into a little kitten now.

Warmed by this small gesture, she even had a thought: Brother Feng, how about we go see another movie tonight?

Yan Xinyue looked at Peng Liangpei, who was already awake but still had a sleepy look on her face, and felt both angry and anxious.

Before Gu Feng came, this girl was a bit stubborn, but she was always well-behaved, consistently ranked in the top three in the class, and had excellent conduct.

But ever since Gu Feng appeared, she's like a different person—she falls asleep in class, argues with teachers in class, and last night she even stayed out all night.

It seems that if we don't separate these two, this promising talent will be ruined by that scoundrel Gu Feng.

Strangely enough, Gu Feng had clearly saved her husband, yet he never mentioned the lewd and shameful state he witnessed in her office, where she was barely clothed. To this day, not a single rumor has spread through the school—this alone shows how tight-lipped he is.

His usual behavior in class was barely considered that of a law-abiding citizen.

No matter which eye she looked at him with, she just couldn't stand him.

Besides, if Peng Jingpei really caused some kind of accident right under her nose—like getting pregnant out of wedlock or committing suicide for love—she really wouldn't be able to explain it to Lao Peng.

After much deliberation, Yan Xinyue made a tough decision—to break up the couple.

"Gu Feng, starting today, you're moving to the front row and will sit in Fan Muxin's seat. Fan Muxin, you're moving to Gu Feng's original seat."

Upon hearing this, the classroom, which had been filled with quiet chatter, instantly fell into complete silence, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone turned to look at Gu Feng and Peng Liangpei, some with pity, some with schadenfreude, and some simply with surprise.

Fan Muxin—he was the class's well-known "talking mute."

Everyone knows he can talk, but no one has ever heard him utter a sound. He's a blockhead who won't utter a sound even if you hit him three times.

Will Mu Meiren get sick from being bored by such a dullard?

Going back further, you don't even need to look closely; just a casual glance is enough to tell that Mu Mei and that arrogant transfer student have already been exchanging glances.

Even if they haven't had an affair yet, they've already developed feelings for each other.

Isn't it a bit too cruel for the beautiful homeroom teacher to break them up like this?

But that's how life is; when some are sad, others are happy.

At this moment, most people in the class probably had mixed feelings, but there was one person whose face could not hide his joy—it was Fan Muxin, who had already stood up to pack his books and was preparing to move.

With a loud "smack!", the person who had objected finally stood up abruptly. "Why?"

Upon closer inspection, everyone realized that it wasn't Gu Feng who was objecting, but Peng Jingpei, who was sitting next to him.

"Whoosh—" Another quiet murmur rippled through the crowd. Lately, Mu Meiren's behavior had become increasingly outrageous.

The beautiful homeroom teacher is farsighted, thoughtful, and prepared for the future. She has her reasons for doing this, so why do I need to explain it to you? Besides, it's not you who's being transferred, so why are you so upset? Isn't this just blatantly challenging the homeroom teacher?

Surprisingly, the beautiful homeroom teacher patiently explained, "Sitting together won't do you any good; on the contrary, you'll just spread each other's bad habits."

"Teacher Yan, please watch your words. What's wrong with us?" Peng Liangpei stared wide-eyed at Yan Xinyue.

Yan Xinyue, who usually had a kind and gentle appearance and seemed very easy to talk to, suddenly turned pale and her voice turned cold upon hearing these words—her change of expression was faster than turning the pages of a book.

"Sleeping in class, disrespecting elders and talking back to teachers, not studying properly after entering school, only knowing how to cause trouble, flirt with girls, or just loafing around and waiting to die. Aren't these all problems?"

Peng Jingpei was even more furious upon hearing this.

Gu Feng's face flushed red—Yan Xinyue's words were clearly a veiled attack, every sentence aimed at him.

He couldn't help but regret his past actions, wondering why he had been so overly righteous and insisted on saving Dean Peng.

If I had known she would repay kindness with enmity today, I should have stood by and let her become a widow, a bitter woman, and suffer that torment every night.

Let's see if she can still be as arrogant as she is now when she reaches that point.

Yan Xinyue's words left Peng Liangpei speechless for a moment.

Gu Feng did indeed argue with the teacher in class, and it was indeed he who slumped onto the table first before Gu Feng fell down after him.

But... that can't be a reason to break them up.

After several exchanges, Yan Xinyue finally managed to gain a slight advantage, a hint of smugness flashing in her eyes, but her face remained indignant as she coldly demanded, "What, nobody's saying anything? Since nobody objects, then change seats immediately and continue the lesson!"

Upon hearing this, Fan Muxin picked up his schoolbag and textbooks and was about to come over.

Peng Liangpei looked at Fan Muxin walking towards her with a smile, as if she were seeing a jackal approaching her step by step, and she felt extremely desperate.

"Smack!" With another loud thud, Peng Liangpei slammed her book onto the table, almost grinding her teeth to powder. "Teacher Yan, I object to what you're doing!"

"What gives you the right to object?" Almost everyone asked in unison on behalf of the homeroom teacher.

Fan Muxin glanced at Peng Liangpei with a hint of pity, silently advising her: "Little darling, stop struggling in vain. Our beautiful homeroom teacher is the queen of our class; you can't fight against her. Just give up. Besides... isn't her arrangement actually good for both of us?"

He thought to himself with such delight.

However, to everyone's surprise, the beautiful homeroom teacher didn't fly into a rage. Instead, she seemed quite interested, even asking with a hint of a smile, "Then tell me, what are your reasons for objecting?"

Everyone thought Peng Liangpei would say something like, "I will definitely do this and that in the future to help Gu Feng, correct his attitude towards learning, make him study hard and improve every day, and never violate the rules again," and so on.

To everyone's surprise, Peng Jingpei replied in a voice that was not low at all, but rather strong and assertive: "I just want to sit with him."

"Wow—" This answer stunned the entire class.

Even Gu Feng was no exception—in his memory, Peng Liangpei had always been gentle, docile, and reserved. To utter such astonishing words in front of everyone was truly a shock to him.

Yan Xinyue was also quite startled. This little girl is incredibly brave.

How dare you say such things, and say them with such self-righteousness? Don't you have any shame?

Is it something the country encourages for college students to date?

Yan Xinyue's face immediately turned even uglier, and she said almost decisively, "Peng Liangpei, if that's the case, then I absolutely cannot let you sit together."

"Yan Xinyue!" Peng Jingpei finally lost control and shouted angrily.

This shout, complete with her full name, startled everyone in the class. Mu Meiren's behavior earlier had only been somewhat out of line; this shout, however, was practically erratic.

"Hmm?" Yan Da Meimei's gaze turned completely cold, staring straight at her without flinching, clearly asking: What do you want to do? Do you even care about your reputation?

This girl is getting more and more outrageous lately. I absolutely cannot keep giving in just because she's Old Peng's daughter, otherwise she'll take advantage of my kindness and start causing trouble in a couple of days.

"Yan Xinyue, I've never liked you. But I've also never opposed you two." Peng Liangpei's eyes were already red, yet she still stubbornly and bravely looked directly at her. "So, please, don't worry about me, okay?"

Yan Xinyue was completely stunned.

Peng Jingpei's meaning couldn't be clearer—she had never liked her stepmother; yet she had never uttered a word of objection to her marriage with her father.

Now that she wants to date, please don't interfere with her freedom.

Yan Xinyue felt a surge of indescribable grievance.

She moved Gu Feng away simply to prevent her from being affected; it was entirely for her own good.

But how could she use her position for personal gain and bring up these things in public?

Has that scoundrel already taken advantage of you and bewitched you?

"Peng Jingpei, can't you wake up!" Yan Xinyue really wanted to yell at her like that. But when the words reached her lips, she just froze there, unable to utter a single word.

Back then, when she was about to marry Dean Peng, who was nearly two decades older than her and had a daughter who was only a few years younger than her, how many relatives and friends objected, and how much ridicule and disdain she endured.

But didn't she also insist on marrying him without looking back?

The Peng Liangpei in front of me is a spitting image of myself from back then.

As Yan Xinyue thought this to herself, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Continuing to argue is pointless.

A woman deeply in love is simply unreasonable.

If you insist on arguing with her, you'll only end up hurting yourself.

Her relationship with Peng Jingpei was already extremely strained; Peng Dahai, caught in the middle, was in even greater danger.

If she doesn't want the relationship to escalate further, she has no other choice but to pull back from the brink and let go as soon as possible.

Yan Xinyue finally gave up helplessly, pointing at Peng Liangpei with barely a whisper: "You, get out of here."

Peng Jingpei glanced at her, said nothing more, and walked straight out. She even felt a faint sense of joy—she knew that she had finally won her battle to protect her love.

Yan Xinyue will no longer insist on transferring Gu Feng away from her.

"Teacher, I..." Gu Feng also raised his hand.

Without asking, everyone present understood—this person also wanted to "get out" along with them.

"Get out!" Yan Xinyue shouted sharply.