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Lin Yuan gestured to her older sister to gently open the door while she herself held the hoe up high.

The door opened little by little.

"Ah!"

When Xia Zheng’s face appeared at the doorway, Lin Yuan suddenly felt as if her strength had left her and she dropped the hoe from above her head to the ground. What was happening? Was she still not awake from her dream? How did that pig-faced man end up at her doorstep this time?

Xia Zheng looked at her stunned, even ghost-like expression, his face darkened, hands on his hips, he huffed, "You wretch! Why do you always look like that when you see me? Do I owe you money?"

Lin Yuan was obviously still not back to her senses from the dream about the pig’s hoof covered in black bristles, she looked over at Lin Wei, who had already put down her stick, and asked stammeringly, "Older sister, am I, am I dreaming? Why am I seeing this guy again?"

Before Lin Wei could reply, Xia Zheng’s expression had visibly improved a lot as he leaped in, his handsome face coming close to Lin Yuan’s, practically nose to nose, "What did you say? Dreaming? Seeing again? You little scoundrel, you dreamed about me? Haha, as the saying goes, ’What you think by day, you dream by night.

’ You must be thinking about me all day long, dreaming about me at night too! Tell me, are you smitten with me?"

Without waiting for Lin Yuan to refuse, the self-assured Xia Zheng had already seated himself in the hall, speaking to himself, "I knew it, which woman wouldn’t be crazy about a young master, elegant and unrestrained like me?

But let me tell you in advance, there are plenty of women who have their eye on me, stretching from the Capital city to Zhuma Town!

If you don’t have any skills, I won’t spare you a second glance! "

"Oh? So what skills, in Mr. Xia’s opinion, do I have that seem somewhat presentable?

" Lin Yuan had already recovered from her shock by now, she had to wake up whether she wanted to or not because who other than the real Xia Zheng would be so arrogantly talkative? However, as she watched the mouth before her babbling on nonstop, she suddenly remembered the image from her dream of Xia Zheng with a pig’s body but a handsome face, and she couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Seeing her laugh, Xia Zheng became even more convinced that this girl was thrilled to see him and flamboyantly flicked the hair on his forehead as he held his chin up and said in a deep voice, "As for you, other than the food you make which just barely meets my standards, you don’t have any other skills. "

Lin Yuan, shocked by his behavior, pursed her lips in distaste and slapped his somewhat warm forehead with her hand, speaking coldly, "Stop dreaming! Tell me, what business do you have coming to knock on my door so early in the morning?"

Taken aback by the soft touch of Lin Yuan’s hand, Xia Zheng suddenly felt an itch on his forehead as if a mosquito had just bitten him, ticklish and tingling, and he subconsciously wanted to scratch it.

However, his hand paused midway, fearing that scratching it might make him lose this novel sensation he had never experienced before. He had to admit, it felt really good.

Growing up, this was the first time Mr. Xia had ever been touched by a woman like this.

There were nearly a thousand women who had hovered around him in the past, each as affected as could be.

Some would rush towards him with hearts in their eyes upon meeting him, while others tried to act proud and unapproachable, yet their eyes followed his every move.

And that perfume smell on those women, it was downright suffocating.

He had been choked by Lin Siyu’s scent last time, and even if it was the most exquisite perfume, he despised it immensely!

Therefore, for the first time, he found this woman, who bore no makeup, no pretense, and even had traits of a little miser and shrew, quite to his taste. Perhaps because he was somewhat the same, this girl, who shared his dislike for pretense, appealed to him greatly.