The Maid's Rise to Be a President's Wife-Chapter 234: I Like Beautiful Things

Ji Minze had left, and Yiren lay in bed with a lot on her mind...

Suddenly, she heard the sound of something falling outside. She was just about to get out of bed to take a look when the door opened, and a figure flashed in.

"He was really difficult to deal with," Long Zeming raised his head and said. Since he didn't have the time, he had to ask the people around him to deal with the bodyguard standing outside the ward.

Yiren saw that extremely handsome face.

"It's you!" she said in surprise.

"You're almost drooling," Long Zeming said, looking at Yiren's somewhat idiotic expression. He disliked his own face the most. Wherever he went, there would always be people drooling over him as if he were a delicious meal.

"No, I'm not!" Yiren quickly closed her mouth and said.

"How are you feeling now?" Long Zeming asked, looking at Yiren's heavily bandaged arm. Yesterday, he thought she was going to die, so he was very sad and kept praying in his heart that she would survive. It was the first time in his life that he had so hoped for someone to live.

"See, it's like this!" Yiren raised her arm, which was wrapped like a club, and said. She thought it was really an eyesore, and more importantly, it completely affected her freedom of movement.

"Who was that man yesterday? What's his relationship with you?" Long Zeming asked. Yesterday, he saw that man was just as worried about Yiren's safety in the emergency room as he was.

"He's my boss," Yiren said, a boss who made her feel loved. "You still haven't told me your name and why you were trapped yesterday."

"Long—Ze—Ming!" Long Zeming pronounced these three words, and his long eyelashes fluttered.

"What?" Yiren had been so focused on looking at his beautiful eyes that she didn't hear clearly. He looked at most sixteen or seventeen years old.

"Long Zeming, that's my name. I'm Japanese," Long Zeming said again and began to doubt Yiren's intelligence.

"It's a really nice name, but it's a pity you're Japanese," Yiren said a bit disappointedly. Like Cheng Yuxuan, she didn't like Japanese people.

"You have a hatred for Japan," Long Zeming knew that a considerable number of people in China had this mentality. "Do you regret saving me now?"

"A little bit, but I like all beautiful things," Yiren said with a smile, still greedily staring at Long Zeming. She swore she wasn't a crazy fangirl; it was just that Long Zeming was a little too good-looking.

"Don't call me beautiful! Stupid woman!" Long Zeming stared at Yiren angrily and said.

"I didn't say you were beautiful because you're not a thing," she had just said she liked all beautiful things, not people. Why was he so excited and even called her a stupid woman? "And it's really ungrateful of you to call your savior a stupid woman."

"I didn't ask you to save me," Long Zeming said disdainfully.

"You!!!" Yiren gritted her teeth and pointed at Long Zeming.

"Pointing at someone with one finger is very impolite. Is this the kind of manners Chinese people have?" Long Zeming said and pulled Yiren's hand down.

"At least I'm better than an ungrateful Japanese like you!" Even with only one hand, Yiren was still being arrogant.

"Then how should I repay you to be considered not ungrateful? Should I promise to marry you, like the way Chinese people like it?" Long Zeming retorted.

"You're thinking too much, kid," Yiren laughed loudly because Long Zeming was at most a teenager.

"If you don't marry that man, when I turn eighteen in two years, I'll marry you," Long Zeming leaned in so close that he almost touched Yiren's face and then said such a thing.

"o(∩_∩)o..." Yiren laughed even more heartily. After a long while, she covered her aching stomach and said, "Don't make me get an internal injury. I don't need you to repay me by marrying me."

"I'm going back to Japan tomorrow. If you have any difficulties and need my help to solve them, just press this button, and I'll come to find you," Long Zeming took off a necklace from his body. The pendant was inlaid with a sapphire that looked like a tear, which was the button Long Zeming mentioned. This was his family heirloom. He put the necklace around Yiren's neck.

"This necklace looks really expensive. I don't think I should take it. Besides, I generally don't have any difficulties," Yiren said and was about to take off the necklace.

"Don't take it off. Believe me. Wherever you are, as long as you press that button, I can find you," Long Zeming stopped her from taking off the necklace. "Don't forget, you're my savior. I owe you my life."

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Yiren looked at Long Zeming and felt that he was definitely not an ordinary person!