The Maid's Rise to Be a President's Wife-Chapter 226: Can I Skip Breakfast?

After getting dressed, Yiren looked at herself in the mirror and thought that this set of pajamas was okay and not too revealing. Then she said to her reflection in the mirror,

I'm Ultraman with a salty egg head. Who am I afraid of!

But her expression was as heroic as if walking out of the dressing room was like going to war.

"Do you have the habit of drinking a glass of milk before going to bed?" Ji Minze asked Yiren, who walked out of the dressing room, because he had the habit of drinking a glass of milk or red wine every night before going to bed, which helped with sleep.

"No, I've always had good sleep quality," Yiren said, and suddenly her face started to burn. Actually, she couldn't be blamed for this. Because the image of that morning popped into her mind out of nowhere!

"Then go to bed early. You still have to go to work tomorrow. Good night," Ji Minze said after lowering his head and planting a kiss on Yiren's lips. Then he walked back to the sofa, and somehow there was already a set of silk quilt and pillowcases there.

"Good night," Yiren let out a sigh of relief. She tiptoed onto the bed as if she were a thief. But soon she lay down with great satisfaction because the bed was so comfortable.

Yiren wasn't picky about the bed. As long as she was sleepy, she could fall asleep anywhere.

In her dream, she dreamt of her childhood self lying on the grass, not having to think about anything, just enjoying the white clouds floating in the sky!

Ji Minze woke up around 6:30 as usual. He turned his head and saw that Yiren was still sound asleep, but her sleeping position was very strange, as if she was curled up like a worm.

The girl in front of him had an astonishingly beautiful appearance but was never ostentatious or unconventional. She was sincere and straightforward, and being with her made him feel a sense of ease and relief that he had never felt before.

When Ji Minze finished washing up and walked out of the bathroom, he saw that Yiren was still sleeping soundly, so he didn't wake her up and went downstairs alone.

I don't know how long it had passed, but Yiren still showed no sign of getting up because the bed was so comfortable that she felt it would be a shame not to lie in it a bit longer for the inventor of the bed.

She stretched out a hand from the warm quilt and groped around on the table beside the bed, trying to find her phone. Because it was her habit to put her phone on the bedside table every day, making it convenient for her to answer or make calls at any time.

But after groping around for a long time, she couldn't find anything except a photo frame! When did she have the habit of putting a photo frame on the bedside table?

Yiren picked it up casually and then opened her bleary eyes to look at the photo in the frame. Almost at the same moment, she was so shocked that she almost fell out of bed.

Because what came into view was a couple. The girl was hugging the boy's neck and smiling brightly—Ji Minze and Tang Rui!

She had never seen Tang Rui smile like that before. She always smiled in a reserved and ladylike way, but at this moment, Tang Rui in the photo was smiling brightly.

Yiren looked around and then remembered that she had stayed at the Ji family's house last night and was sleeping in Ji Minze's bed.

Everything was like a dream, and she didn't even have time to stop and think about what had really happened.

Just then, the unique ringtone of her phone came from a corner of the bedroom. She put the photo frame back in its place, jumped out of bed, and went to look for her bag.

"Hello!" She picked up the phone at the last second.

"I can tell you're still not up yet just by hearing your voice," Cheng Yuxuan said with a laugh on the other end of the phone.

"Who says so? I'm already up, just haven't washed up yet. What time is it now?" Yiren asked a rather silly question.

"It's 7:46. You have 44 minutes left before you go to work."

"God! I won't talk to you any more. I'm going to be late," Yiren quickly hung up the phone but still couldn't figure out which direction the bathroom was in.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in," Yiren had already seen the bathroom, so she said towards the door.

"Miss Yi, your clothes," The maid walked in holding a box in her hand.

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"Are these mine? Thank you," Yiren quickly took the box and rushed into the dressing room.

Yiren looked at the clothes the maid had brought. It was a complete set from underwear to outerwear. She was a bit stunned when she picked up the nearly transparent lace bra. She had never worn such a sexy underwear before!

"Fortunately, it's worn inside. Anyway, no one can see it," Yiren said to herself. Then she changed her clothes as quickly as possible and rushed into the bathroom to wash up.

Yiren simply put on a light makeup, then casually brushed her short hair, and everything was done.

When she walked out of the bathroom, the maid was still standing there respectfully.

"Sir asks you to go downstairs and have breakfast together," the maid said.

"Uh... Can I skip it? I'm going to be late," Yiren asked.

"It's not good for your health to skip breakfast, so please go downstairs and have breakfast, Miss Yi. Sir is waiting for you," the maid still said respectfully. This was the first girl to spend the night in the young master's bedroom, and she knew that Yiren had a special status.

"This is really troublesome," Yiren couldn't help but mutter. Then she saw that the maid's expression was a bit off, so she quickly added, "I'll go down now. Thank you."

Is there a kind of love that can be cultivated over time?

Is there a kind of love that exists without us even knowing it?

Is there a kind of love that can make us forget the unforgettable pain?