A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

"Ouch—" Peng Liangpei fell backward, instinctively grabbing Gu Feng's shoulders with both hands.

Gu Feng then pressed down on her, and the two of them ended up in a rather ambiguous position, lying on top of each other in the grass.

"Why are you using so much force?" Peng Liangpei's face scrunched up in pain.

"I, I..." Now it was Gu Feng's turn to be at a loss.

"You did that on purpose, didn't you?" Peng Liangpei raised her small hand and punched him twice.

"No, of course not, I really wanted to pull you up," Gu Feng explained awkwardly.

"I'm asking you—are you deliberately trying to keep pressing me down like this?" Peng Jingpei's pretty face flushed red, and her voice lowered shyly.

"Uh, sorry!"

Gu Feng hurriedly propped himself up, his gaze falling on Peng Liangpei, and he couldn't look away for a moment.

Peng Liangpei realized she had exposed herself and blushed with embarrassment, quickly pulling her skirt down.

She thought Gu Feng would pretend to be serious and turn his head away, but instead he just stared straight at her. She was both embarrassed and anxious: "You pervert, still looking!"

Although Gu Feng's face turned slightly red, he still argued vehemently: "If Liang Pei weren't so beautiful that she could make people lose their minds and be unable to control themselves, how could Gu Feng have lost his composure like this?"

According to a scientist's clinical research, women's emotional nerve reflex arc is generally slightly shorter than men's.

This is why women often have higher emotional intelligence; their emotions are far more sensitive and vivid than men's, making them more emotional.

They are like water, leaving traces in the wind and shadows in the distance. Even the slightest tremor in the air can create ripples on the water's surface.

Therefore, in front of women, there is absolutely no need to be afraid of exaggeration, cheesiness, or showing that infatuated, lecherous look.

The more you stare at her, the more nauseatingly affectionate you become, the more comfortable she feels. This proves that her beauty, charm, and irresistible allure have completely captivated you.

This is infinitely more effective than a simple, polite compliment like "Miss, you are so beautiful."

To outsiders, you might seem like a complete fangirl or even an idiot, but to the women you please, everything is perfectly reasonable, wonderful, and touching—after all, they are made of water.

Gu Feng's words were not carefully crafted sweet talk; they were merely an excuse he made up after being caught red-handed.

Unexpectedly, this accidental act struck at Peng Liangpei's weak point.

Which man doesn't fall in love, and which girl doesn't dream of spring? Peng Jingpei is at the blossoming age of first love, and to receive praise from a man, especially one she likes, is enough to make her feel "overjoyed" rather than "ecstatic."

"Don't try that on me, you little brat. I'm not falling for that." Peng Jingpei said with a hint of sarcasm.

Gu Feng broke out in a cold sweat. "Looking at you, you don't seem to dislike it at all."

Women and petty people are indeed equally difficult to please.

After Peng Liangpei stood up, she no longer dared to dream of sitting on the horizontal bar. She and Gu Feng walked to the lawn next to them and sat down on the ground.

"Liangpei, can we talk about what happened in class just now?" Gu Feng asked cautiously.

"What's there to talk about?" Peng Jingpei muttered, inwardly resenting his lack of romantic understanding, for bringing up the very thing she didn't want to talk about. Wouldn't it be better to just sit quietly for a while, enjoying the campus scenery and savoring the unspoken ambiguity and romance of being alone together?

"Actually, you have some misunderstandings about Teacher Yan."

"I misunderstood her?" Peng Jingpei immediately became agitated, retorting angrily, "Didn't you see what happened yesterday with your own eyes? How did I say anything wrong about her? If she weren't a shameless woman, how could she have done such a thing?"

"Hehe, Liangpei, if that's the case, then you'll be a shameless woman in the future too."

"What did you say?" Peng Liangpei jumped up, glaring angrily at Gu Feng.

"Don't get excited." Gu Feng reached out and took her small hand, gently pulling her to his side and gesturing for her to sit down.

If it were anyone else under normal circumstances, Peng Jingpei would definitely have flung him away, perhaps even turned around and slapped him, leaving behind a "fool" before turning away.

But at this moment, his warm and thick hand seemed to have an inexplicable magic. Not only could she not shake it off, but she was also pulled back to sit by him involuntarily, and even closer than before.

The two were only a few centimeters apart, and they could almost feel each other's body temperature and breath.

Although Peng Jingpei couldn't resist his pulling, she felt extremely wronged, and her eyes reddened.

"Liangpei, listen to me. The rites of marriage and the joys of human relationships are natural human feelings. Although we usually avoid talking about these things, we are all adults now, and some things cannot be solved by avoidance. The reality of marriage, whether it is you or me, must be faced sooner or later." Gu Feng paused here, giving her some time to accept and process.

When it comes to the reality of marriage, Gu Feng clearly took the first step ahead of Peng Liangpei, so it's understandable that he's thinking from the perspective of someone who's been through it all.

"Liangpei, Teacher Yan isn't one of those shady women; she's your father's wife in the true sense of the word. Both emotionally and legally, they are indeed husband and wife. Since they are a legitimate couple, it's perfectly normal for something like this to happen."

"But they..." Peng Jingpei opened her mouth to argue.

"Yes, you're right, they were indeed a bit ridiculous." Gu Feng waved his hand. "But I say they were ridiculous not because of what they did, but because—they chose the wrong time and place. I think that's what Liang Pei cares about most, isn't it?"

Peng Liangpei remained silent.

Actually, she was bothered by more than just this.

She didn't want to see her father doing that kind of thing with that slut from the bottom of her heart.

But Gu Feng's words were not without reason. They were husband and wife, and whether in terms of feelings or law, they were an indisputable couple.

Since they are husband and wife, any intimacy is perfectly natural.

As long as they are willing, they can do it anytime, anywhere; it's really none of anyone else's business.

Although she opposed the marriage, what right did she have to hinder her father's happiness?

"No one is perfect. Everyone makes mistakes. There are times when we can't control ourselves. If we have to blame someone, you and I both need to reflect on ourselves first—we shouldn't have barged in so recklessly; that was very impolite." Gu Feng spoke gently and slowly.

"So, according to you, we're the two who're in the wrong?" Peng Jingpei had already admitted in her heart that her attitude was too extreme, but she still spoke toughly.

"We did make a mistake, but they weren't entirely right either. As elders and teachers, they should have considered their image. But as I said before, no one is perfect; everyone has emotions and desires, and everyone can lose control. Just now, even the quiet, dignified, gentle, and obedient Liangpei lost control, didn't she?" Gu Feng smiled as he looked at her.

"I..." Peng Jingpei felt a surge of shame welling up inside her.

"Don't be sad, and don't feel guilty. Strictly speaking, no one was really at fault for this farcical accident. It's just that fate deliberately arranged this prank for us." Gu Feng gently patted her shoulder.

"Gu Feng..."

"Um?"

"I suddenly feel like crying."

"Then cry it out. You can lean on my shoulder." Gu Feng generously opened his arms.

"Waaah—" Peng Liangpei indeed buried her face in his arms and cried her heart out.

Students who were having a physical education class on the other side of the playground heard the crying and stopped to look.

"Hey, look, what's wrong with that couple?" a student exclaimed as if he had discovered something amazing.

"I think they're breaking up. Didn't you see the girl crying her eyes out?" another person analyzed matter-of-factly.

"Wait a minute, that woman looks a bit like the Wooden Beauty?" another person squinted to identify her.

"You know what, she really does look a bit like her. What's wrong with her? And who's that guy next to her?" Another person asked, looking puzzled.

"Could it be that Mu Meiren got pregnant by that man?" Yet another audacious guess.

"No way, this is so melodramatic?"

"It's hard to say, these things are very unpredictable. Last time I..."

"So what?"

"Damn, what else could it be? I got infected."

So, after school at noon, another hot post appeared on the Shenzhen University campus forum: "X Beauty, who got you pregnant?"

The replies were overwhelming, but almost all of them were cursing the poster. Because it was truly despicable—who exactly is this "X beauty"?