"If that old genius Dr. Hua can't cure my illness, maybe I could go find that jerk. Who knows, he might actually be able to cure me! Humph! Why do I dream of him every single time!" Zhou Xiumei muttered to herself.
Her cheeks were flushed red because the scenes in her dreams were far too embarrassing.
If the male lead in her dreams had been some stranger, it wouldn't be a big deal. But the man was Chen Erniu, of all people.
What's more, Chen Erniu was so close with her niece, Zhang Yihuan.
Zhou Xiumei could tell that Zhang Yihuan genuinely liked Chen Erniu.
So, was she having relations with the man her niece liked—in her dreams?
Every time she thought about it, Zhou Xiumei felt her pretty face burning up, and she even felt too ashamed to face Zhang Yihuan!
At this moment, Chen Erniu was at home, bored, watching a TV drama, when he suddenly couldn't help but sneeze twice.
He frowned and said, "Who's thinking of me?"
