A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

Back in the corridor of the teaching building, I could see Youcai making a phone call from afar.

While crying and wiping away tears, it was chattering away in bird language, probably complaining to its parents.

Tell your parents? Gu Feng sneered inwardly. You could tell them all the way to the King of Heaven, I wouldn't be afraid—as long as it's not Yan Xinyue.

Seeing Gu Feng approaching, Youcai quickly chattered a few more words before hanging up the phone. Then, she resolutely wiped away her tears, and as if by magic, a smile bloomed on her face again.

Then, her soft, weak, and aggrieved voice rang out again: "Gu Fengjun, half an hour has passed. Let's start the tutoring now."

"Okay, okay," Gu Feng readily agreed.

This is a woman whose bones exude arrogance and ruthlessness.

Can a little trick make her give in?

Gu Feng wasn't that naive.

But this is fine too, it suits his taste perfectly—he actually hopes this contest won't end too soon.

He lacked the ability to fight against heaven and earth; but he found endless joy in fighting against people.

Gu Feng had thought that since she had tricked him at lunch, she would find all sorts of ways to make things difficult for her now that tutoring had started.

To everyone's surprise, she didn't try anything funny. Instead, she taught him Latin earnestly, meticulously, and patiently.

Youcai's clear-cut and objective attitude towards right and wrong suited Gu Feng's taste.

After her explanation, Gu Feng learned that Latin was originally the language of the Latin people who lived on the Italian peninsula in the 8th century BC, and it was once the official language of the ancient Roman Empire.

It undergoes very little change, and its pronunciation, grammar, and meaning are quite clear and stable.

Most internationally used natural science terms are in Latin to maintain the accuracy of naming and terminology, and to facilitate standardization and communication.

Latin is also one of the important tools of modern medical science.

Medical clinical terms, drug names, and nouns and terms in disciplines such as anatomy, physiology, and microbiology are all uniformly named in Latin.

Standard prescriptions, in particular, represent a concrete application of Latin in the medical field.

Youcai speaks excellent Chinese, explaining complex concepts in simple terms, drawing on a wide range of sources, and guiding the reader step by step. She manages to bring the highly specialized, rigid, and dry Latin language to life.

As he continued, Gu Feng even temporarily forgot his jealousy, and only admiration remained in his heart.

At the end of the tutoring session, he even willingly and sincerely said, "Thank you, Teacher Youcai, for teaching me."

"You're too kind, Mr. Gu Feng. We have a long time to get to know each other," Youcai replied shyly with a bright smile.

Oh my god, here we go again!

When Gu Feng saw her timid and shy appearance, his heart sank.

Although he hadn't known her for long, he had already figured out her tricks—whenever this woman acted that coquettish and affected manner, she was definitely up to no good.

After school in the afternoon, he started taking extra English lessons. This strange foreign language was giving Gu Feng quite a hard time.

Vocabulary, grammar, spoken language... After three hours, he didn't know how much he had learned; all he knew was that his mind was full of convoluted and rambling thoughts.

The time finally came to 7:30. Rapeseed couldn't help but let out a huge sigh of relief.

This mutually destructive fighting style is exceptionally cruel—it torments Gu Feng, but isn't it also tormenting herself?

Gu Feng saw her stretch her slender waist, and beneath the raised hem of her dress, a patch of dazzlingly white skin was revealed. Especially the curve from her slender waist down to her hips was graceful and shapely.

As she moved gracefully, the low-waisted jeans revealed a red rope encircling her waist, with several shimmering white pearls strung on it.

The milky white beads and the smooth, creamy skin complemented each other perfectly... Such a sight made the ancient official stare blankly, his mind wander, and his thoughts race.

"Gu Feng, let's end it here for today. We'll continue tomorrow." Youcai closed her book and stood up, her alluring white skin disappearing with her. Gu Feng felt a pang of inexplicable melancholy.

"Professor Youcai, let me treat you to dinner," Gu Feng said.

The mere mention of food immediately brought back memories of lunch, sending a chill down her spine and making her stomach churn. She gritted her teeth in anger, but forced a gentle smile and softly declined, "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Gu Feng, but I ate way too much at lunch and haven't digested it yet."

Gu Feng blushed slightly, but still shamelessly replied, "Then... let's do it another day."

"Hmm, another day." Youcai's shy and timid tone aroused a surge of lust in Gu Daguanren's heart.

As the two walked out of the school gate, the streets were already brightly lit, and the roads were bustling with traffic. Gu Feng asked with ill intent, "Teacher Youcai, where do you live? Let me give you a ride."

"Thank you, Mr. Gu Feng, but I have my own car." Youcai dared not give him any more chances to get close.

That incident at noon almost made her sick to her wits' end; just now in the classroom, she saw him looking her up and down with those wolf-like eyes; now, with the night deep and the dew heavy, a girl alone with a man and a woman is easily taken advantage of.

"Oh." Gu Feng was quite disappointed. He had originally intended to teach her a lesson again, until she dared not cause any more trouble.

Rapeseed smiled at Gu Feng and then drifted away.

That smile was still gentle and charming, poetic and picturesque, but Gu Feng vaguely felt that something was wrong.

He couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong, so he just stared blankly at her back as she disappeared into the night before snapping out of it, shaking his head and smiling bitterly—maybe he was just being too suspicious.

Gu Feng drove the Spyker out of the parking lot and slowly drove through the streets of Shenzhen.

It wasn't that he wanted to show off because he got such a unique sports car; he was just a novice driver and had no skill in driving fast at all.

That night, when he showed off at the ferry crossing, he took advantage of the fact that the crossing was flat and wide. As for that extremely beautiful sudden stop, it was nothing more than the only skill he had mastered in the muddy countryside of Huicheng. He relied on his foolish courage, thinking that he wouldn't be afraid of falling into the sea—after all, the great official Gu was an excellent swimmer.

But now that he's on this busy road with lots of traffic, he could easily get into trouble if he's not careful, so he doesn't dare to act recklessly.

He was handsome, drove a nice car, and drove so erratically, behaving like a spoiled rich kid, attracting the attention of passersby.

However, the real rich second generation is nothing like him—a roar of an engine that makes your eardrums tingle, and if you look closely, you can often only catch a glimpse of a taillight, both dashing and arrogant.

Gu Feng, on the other hand, was kept busy by the constant blaring of horns from all sides, his feet sweating profusely.

Just as he was in a panic, a Bora suddenly sped past him from the right, almost touching his car body. Gu Feng was so startled that he swerved and nearly crashed into the guardrail.

Having finally managed to stabilize the car, Gu Feng was furious. He looked up and saw a Bora with a license plate that looked extremely familiar. Upon closer inspection, wasn't that the white Bora that Su Man'er had once driven?

Could it be that my sister is back?

Gu Feng was initially delighted, but then felt a wave of disappointment.

After buying the Cadillac, Su Man'er sold the Bora to a used car dealership.

Who knows who's driving this car now?

At first, Gu Feng was startled by the car that suddenly crossed the line, but considering that it had once been Su Man'er's car, he didn't intend to make a fuss about it.

To his surprise, despite his magnanimity, the other party seemed to be deliberately provoking him. After overtaking him, they deliberately stayed in front of him and wouldn't move: they would take a few steps and then suddenly brake, then take a few more steps and then suddenly brake again... This forced Gu Feng, whose driving skills were mediocre, to become flustered and almost caused a rear-end collision several times.

This time, the old official was truly enraged.

He stopped the car, opened the door, and was about to go forward to argue when, suddenly, the car accelerated with a "whoosh," leaving behind only a string of silvery laughter, a middle finger sticking out of the window, and a round car rear end.

That crisp, melodious laughter sounded so familiar, and those slender, jade-like fingers looked just as familiar.

Gu Feng was stunned for a moment, then a sudden thought flashed through his mind—wasn't this that damned rapeseed?

Gu Feng stomped his feet in anger. But his anger was useless; the rapeseed had long since vanished without a trace.

It was his own fault for being such a terrible driver. He had no choice but to reluctantly get back into the car and continue on his way.

He originally thought that the matter was over.

Even if there is a next round, we'll have to wait until tomorrow.

But who would have thought that not far from where he had gone, the Bora reappeared and blocked his way again.

By this time, Gu Feng had entered the main road, and the traffic was no longer as dense as before.

However, that damned rapeseed flower seemed to be deliberately causing trouble: when he turned right, she blocked the right lane; when he turned left, she blocked the left lane. Gu Feng, whose driving skills were mediocre, was driving a high-powered luxury sports car, yet he was completely outmaneuvered by a used Bora.

The scene drew the attention of passersby, who stopped to watch as if it were a joke.

Gu Feng was so angry that he grimaced, but there was nothing he could do.

Finally, he simply parked the car on the side of the ramp and started sulking to himself.

Just then, a car overtook him, and someone leaned out and yelled, "Hey, you little brat, you bought that, didn't you?!"

Paying money to buy your mother... I don't even have the money!

Before Gu Feng could even open his mouth, the car had already sped away.

One car after another overtook him. Although no one else was as sarcastic and hurtful as the previous one, the way they looked at him was full of ridicule and mockery.

This time, he really lost face in the Liao Dynasty. Both ashamed and angry, Gu Feng secretly vowed in his heart: he would definitely learn how to race properly another day.

We must never let such a humiliation happen to us again.