Next One Is a Babe

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Ian straightened his room for a bit. When he came out a while later, Cindy was already done cooking breakfast, so he went over to the dining table. As he sat down, he said, “I’ll help you clean when we come back later. Leave all the heavy work to me.”
Ian straightened his room for a bit. When he came out a while later, Cindy was already done cooking breakfast, so he went over to the dining table. As he sat down, he said, “I’ll help you clean when we come back later. Leave all the heavy work to me.”

Cindy gave a bark of laughter. “There’s no heavy work. This house has been kept very clean in the first place, so I only need to arrange everything.”

At this, Ian chuckled as well. “I’ll handle all the large furniture and appliances. I’ll feel bad if you don’t allow me to do anything.”

Cindy looked at him. “You’ve already paid me, so why would you feel bad?”

All at once, Ian burst into laughter. “I’ve always wanted to ask you this question—are you that strapped for cash?”

Cindy nodded seriously. “Yes, I’m that strapped for cash. It’s too bad that I’m not valuable, else I’d even want to sell myself off.”

Cindy and Ian then left for a show. While their scandal had abated on the Internet, they were still targets of criticism when they went out and faced others. It was better for Ian since no one dared to outright point fingers at him before his face, but it was different for Cindy. Many people felt that she was only dating Ian because of some twist of luck, so they regarded her with hostility out of either jealousy or abhorrence. By now, Cindy was used to it, so every time she was confronted with these gazes that discomfited her, her bank balance flashed in her mind. At the thought of money, all gloom dissipated.

This time, Ian was singing the finale for a show, so it was just the span of a song’s length and their work would be over in 10 or 20 minutes. Cindy waited for him backstage while scrolling through the news on the Internet on her cell phone alone. The entertainment industry suffered no lack of gossip, so when news of her and Ian had subsided, another news naturally took its place.

Currently topping the search engine was news of a particular lady inserting herself into a particular director’s marriage. There were still plenty who condemned the lady since many were timid in real life, so they could only unleash their wrath on the Internet. She inadvertently glimpsed some of the comments, only to see that they were even more vicious than the censure against her and Ian back then. When she saw those comments, she heaved a sigh. I wonder if these people would dare to be so ruthless when they encounter something they loathed in real life.

Putting her cell phone away, she leaned against the window and let out a sigh again. Before she’d even finished sighing, someone spoke beside her. “It’s you?”

Startled, Cindy turned and looked over. What a coincidence! It’s the assistant who previously asked me how I bagged Ian. Straightening, she asked, “You’re also here today?”

The assistant nodded. “Did you just arrive? My celebrity is already done.”

Cindy murmured an acknowledgment. “Why aren’t you with him if he’s done?”

The assistant curled her lips. “My handsome celebrity is in his dressing room. There’s a senior celebrity there who wants to chat with him, and he even ordered me to wait outside. I just wonder what they’re talking about that’s so secretive.”