Nie Guangyi had a dream.
In his dream, Meng Xin Zhi appeared in his childhood home, wearing a maid outfit.
"What are you doing here?" Nie Guangyi asked irritably in the dreamscape, "Don't you know how much you annoy me?"
Meng Xin Zhi twirled around in Nie Guangyi's dream. "Of course, I'm here to cook for you. To win a man's heart, you must first win his stomach."
"Save it. Even if you win over my stomach, my heart won't be yours."
"Then whose is Mr. Nie's heart?" Meng Xin Zhi sounded somewhat aggrieved.
"My heart is, of course, my own."
"That's great!"
"Great what?"
"If no one else has won it over, that means I still have a chance."
"In your dreams!"
"Alright, Mr. Nie, dreaming happens to be my specialty, thanks for fulfilling my dreams," she said.
A girl's enthusiasm can be a truly terrifying thing; Nie Guangyi was scared awake by it.
After waking up in fright, Nie Guangyi started to wonder if there was something wrong with him.
