Next One Is a Babe

Ian was still reading the news about him on the Internet. As there weren’t any new scoops for the time being, it was all rehashed material.

Sometimes, whenever the news was rehashed for the first time, people wouldn’t like it, but they couldn’t stop reading about it now that it had been going on for a while.

Hence, there were quite a number of people who supported him in the comments.

He read the comments in passing and felt that it was rather boring. Those netizens were so hateful in their insults that no one really knew what they were like in reality.

Aurora had some spare time in between preparing breakfast, so she turned and looked toward the couch while asking, “You don’t look too well. Did you get a good rest last night?”

The dark circles under Ian’s eyes were too obvious to ignore.

Upon hearing his mother’s words, he thought for a while before replying, “I can’t sleep properly on the new bed.”

She smiled and joked, “Is it because of the bed, or because your girlfriend isn’t here?”

Ian didn’t want to hear any jokes about Cindy, so when he heard Aurora’s words, he clamped his mouth shut.

Aurora didn’t know that Cindy was coming back, so she continued softly, “I wonder how long she is going to stay in her hometown. I didn’t really mind it before, but now that she’s away, I miss her dreadfully.”

He knew that Aurora was speaking partly for himself, so he bit on his lip and hesitated for a while before he replied, “She should be coming back soon.”

She paused in her actions and whipped around to look at her son. “What? What did you just say? Who’s coming?”

Ian let out a long breath. “Cindy is coming back. She didn’t have much else to do at home, so she called and told me she’s coming back.”

Aurora frowned. She had called Cindy once before to convince her to return, but Cindy had stubbornly refused to do so at that time. T-T-Then... Why did she change her mind and tell Ian that she’s coming back?

It was something that confused Aurora.

She quickly wiped her hands and shouted at Ian, “Come to the kitchen and watch the stove for me. I’ll call her to ask what had happened.”

He rose to his feet and walked toward the kitchen. “What’s wrong? You don’t look too happy to know that she’s returning.”

“Of course I am happy,” Aurora explained. “I just wanted to ask her something. I had invited her to come back before, but that girl kept declining my invitation. Now, she has changed her mind after talking to you. What does that mean? Am I not important to her?”

With that, she went back to her room to grab her phone. She had remained in her room when she called Cindy, so Ian didn’t hear a word that they said.

After a while, Aurora emerged from her room with a pleasant smile; it was a stark contrast to her serious expression before.

She walked toward the kitchen and told him, “Get ready to pick her up at noon.”

Ian was a little surprised. He knew that women’s moods rapidly changed, but his mother was lightning fast in that regard.

He almost couldn’t wrap his head around the whole situation as he asked, “How did the conversation go? What made you so happy?”