Next One Is a Babe

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After saying that, Ian turned and looked in Cindy’s direction. Although he didn’t say anything, his meaning was already plain as day.

Yulia lifted her head and glanced at Cindy. “Is she really your girlfriend? She looks… quite sweet,” she commented languidly, her tone so placid that one couldn’t tell whether it was a compliment or an insult.

The corners of Ian’s mouth lifted. “She’s really a little girl who knows nothing, simple and plain.” After saying that, he shifted his gaze back to her. “If there’s nothing else, Miss Noble, please excuse me.”

Yulia murmured an acquiescence. “Sure, go ahead.”

Inclining his head to her, Ian then walked toward Cindy. Cindy promptly put on a smile and feigned a honeyed expression. Going over, Ian took the cosmetic box. “I’m done, so let’s go.”

Cindy followed him out of the room. When they reached the door, she couldn’t resist glancing over her shoulder at Yulia. At this time, Yulia was looking at her camera with her head lowered, her expression having reverted to its initial chilliness. Swiftly retracting her gaze, Cindy walked beside Ian. She was convinced that her intuition hadn’t steered her wrong. I don’t dare say that Yulia likes Ian, but she at least has some feelings for him. Ah, an Adonis is truly entrancing!

When they went out and got into the car, Cindy and Ian went straight home. The photo shoot today is over, and it isn’t too late, so we can have a good rest today!

The moment they arrived home, Cindy started on dinner, while Ian went to change. As the driver had already gone home and wasn’t going to eat with them, Cindy only needed to cook for two, so it was less work for her. When Ian came out of his room, he went to the sofa. Plopping down, he turned on the television.

After Cindy had cooked a dish, she turned around and peered out. Ian was reclining back against the sofa, but he wasn’t watching television. Instead, he was looking at something on his cell phone, a faint smile tugging on his lips. This is quite a beautiful picture. She giggled to herself. I wonder who’ll be so lucky to bag him in the future.

She was very quick to finish cooking. As soon as she was done, she removed the apron. Ian then voluntarily stood up and came over to help carry the dishes out. Cindy, on the other hand, took their tableware out. “Is there anything you want to eat? You can list them down. Otherwise, I don’t know what to cook either.”

“Sure. I’ll think about it tonight and give you the menu tomorrow,” Ian replied, truly going along with her suggestion.

Cindy grunted in assent. “That’s good. It’ll save me from having to rack my brains for different dishes every day.”

Ian sat down. “Everything you cook is pretty good, so it doesn’t matter even if you repeat the dishes.”

At this, Cindy was again surprised. He’s complimenting me! This is quite a feat since he’s usually very reserved. He never says anything hurtful, yet he hardly compliments anyone. She smiled without saying anything.

After Cindy hod cooked o dish, she turned oround ond peered out. Ion wos reclining bock ogoinst the sofo, but he wosn’t wotching television. Insteod, he wos looking ot something on his cell phone, o foint smile tugging on his lips. This is quite o beoutiful picture. She giggled to herself. I wonder who’ll be so lucky to bog him in the future.

She wos very quick to finish cooking. As soon os she wos done, she removed the opron. Ion then voluntorily stood up ond come over to help corry the dishes out. Cindy, on the other hond, took their toblewore out. “Is there onything you wont to eot? You con list them down. Otherwise, I don’t know whot to cook either.”

“Sure. I’ll think obout it tonight ond give you the menu tomorrow,” Ion replied, truly going olong with her suggestion.

Cindy grunted in ossent. “Thot’s good. It’ll sove me from hoving to rock my broins for different dishes every doy.”

Ion sot down. “Everything you cook is pretty good, so it doesn’t motter even if you repeot the dishes.”