Next One Is a Babe

"Yes, yes. I know that. You never have to worry about it," Ian replied with a nod.

Cindy suddenly thought of something at that moment. "Hey, didn't you say that you will transfer all your money to me? Come here! I want to see how huge of an amount that I will be responsible for."

He let out a smile at that, after which he whipped his phone out after sitting next to her. "Alright, alright. I'll transfer some of these liquid assets to you."

She had only mentioned it as a joke, but even though she didn't think he would really transfer his own money under her name, she still leaned over to look at what he was doing on his phone.

After noticing that he had a few bank cards that he used, she glanced over at the amount in which all the cards had before her eyes widened so much they looked as though they were about to fall out of their sockets.

She had a look of disbelief as she smacked her lips and exclaimed, "So, this is why people say that celebrities earn big bucks. You have only signed the contract with the company for such a short time, yet you have made big money!"

"This is big money to you?" Ian laughed. "A huge portion of my earnings goes to the company instead. I don't actually get a lot of it. I don't earn that much as compared to the other artists signed to the company."

Since he had earned this much of an amount even when a portion of it went to the company, it was no wonder why most celebrities ended up going independent instead of signing with an established company. It was a fact that they would earn a lot more if they didn't sign with labels.

Ian already has so much money even though he says that he doesn't earn a lot, Cindy thought. The company must earn a lot more than him, then.

She began to understand why Hannah was so eager to discuss the extension of his contract period—he was the company's cash cow, after all.

The amount that Cindy saw Ian transferring to her was not all that he had. Other than the said cash, he also had other fixed assets under his name. The inheritance he had received from Bryce, for instance, made up a part of his wealth.

Cindy had to pat herself on her chest to calm herself down. Oh my goodness! Just how rich of a guy did I score? she thought in bewilderment.

She hadn't been hit by the reality of the situation before this, but now that she was looking at the absurd numbers showing on his phone, she couldn't help but feel as though she had ridden on Ian's coattails.

As Ian asked for her bank account number to transfer the money to her, she quickly grabbed his hand to stop him. "I am just joking! What is yours is mine. I'll have peace of mind if you were to keep all the money under your accounts. I have my own money to spend!"

She hadn't even finished spending the prize money that Hannah had previously given her, and it wasn't as though she was in need of money at the moment.

Furthermore, if Cindy was being honest, she didn't want to take any property that he earned before the marriage. It made her feel like she had impure intentions for getting married to him.

He didn't say anything more after hearing her words. He only pulled her into an embrace and asked, "Want to go out?"

It was already afternoon by then. She didn't understand his short question or what he wanted to do, so she asked, "Are you going out to the company?"

"Not the company," Ian softly responded as he planted a gentle kiss beside her ear. "I want to go out with you."

Cindy thought about it for a bit before eventually nodding. It might be better for them to go out too since there wasn't much they could do at home. "Let's go, then. I'm bored from staying at home for the past few days. I want to go for a walk outside."

Then, he lightly pinched her cheeks. "You should move and stretch your muscles a little. It is because of your weak body that you can't go on for long when we do it."

Then, he lightly pinched her cheeks. "You should move and stretch your muscles a little. It is because of your weak body that you can't go on for long when we do it."