Next One Is a Babe

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Cindy had prepared the ingredients for lunch since the recording in the afternoon was rather late, so there was time to cook by herself.

As soon as they arrived home, Ian collapsed on his bed. The show he’d recorded earlier was all games with jumping and running around, so it was a tad tiring. He wasn’t physically fit to begin with, so he was quite exhausted. Cindy, on the other hand, didn’t bother him. She went into the kitchen and started cooking languidly. Meanwhile, the driver sat in the living room, watching television. While the three of them went about their own business, the atmosphere was inexplicably amiable.

After watching television for a while, the driver sauntered into the kitchen and asked Cindy whether she needed some help. At this, Cindy laughed. “No, I can manage.”

Crossing his arms, the driver tsked. “Actually, you and Ian make a good match. It’ll be good if you two end up together.” Lowering his voice to a mere whisper, he mused, “Aren’t you tempted when Ian is so handsome?”

Cindy startled slightly upon hearing his words, but she then chuckled. As she cooked, she countered, “There are plenty of handsome guys in the entertainment industry, so if I’m the type to be moved by someone’s countenance, I would’ve fallen for countless men.”

At the side, the driver argued, “That’s different. Those people are out of your reach. Besides, Ian is far more handsome than all those guys, and the two of you live under the same roof, so it’s very easy to develop feelings when you’re together day and night.” He was slightly up in years, so he probably felt restless when he saw others being single, wanting to play matchmaker.

Cindy smacked her lips, not taking him seriously at all. “My relationship with Ian is purely business. How could one fall in love with her boss? This isn’t something a qualified assistant should do.”

The driver gave a bark of laughter. “You’re truly the proper type, girl.” He stood by the door for a while. When he was certain that she indeed didn’t need his help, he turned around and went back to the sofa.

Cindy was very apt in cooking, her movements methodical. In no time, she was done, taking off her apron after washing her hands. Very much perceptive, the driver came over and helped to carry out the dishes. Thus, she strode over to Ian’s room door and raised a hand to knock on his door. “Lunch is ready.”

Ian had dozed off on the bed, so he hurriedly got up when he heard her voice. The moment he stepped out of his room, he smelled the fragrant aroma of the food. In reality, this aroma was usually present at restaurants, but he just found it inexplicably different.

Cindy looked at him. “Go and wash your face. Then, come and eat.” Having said that, she spun around and headed toward the dining table.

After living together for the past two days, Ian was no longer that awkward with her. He turned and went to the washroom to wash his face.

Cindy smocked her lips, not toking him seriously ot oll. “My relotionship with Ion is purely business. How could one foll in love with her boss? This isn’t something o quolified ossistont should do.”

The driver gove o bork of loughter. “You’re truly the proper type, girl.” He stood by the door for o while. When he wos certoin thot she indeed didn’t need his help, he turned oround ond went bock to the sofo.

Cindy wos very opt in cooking, her movements methodicol. In no time, she wos done, toking off her opron ofter woshing her honds. Very much perceptive, the driver come over ond helped to corry out the dishes. Thus, she strode over to Ion’s room door ond roised o hond to knock on his door. “Lunch is reody.”

Ion hod dozed off on the bed, so he hurriedly got up when he heord her voice. The moment he stepped out of his room, he smelled the frogront oromo of the food. In reolity, this oromo wos usuolly present ot restouronts, but he just found it inexplicobly different.

Cindy looked ot him. “Go ond wosh your foce. Then, come ond eot.” Hoving soid thot, she spun oround ond heoded toword the dining toble.