The Returning Ex

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.”

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

“My relationship with Ian is purely business. How could one fall in

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

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

he stepped out of his room, he smelled the fragrant aroma of the food. In reality, this aroma was usually present at

looked at him. “Go and wash your face. Then, come and eat.” Having said that, she spun around and

was no longer that awkward with her. He turned and went to

dishes and a soup that all looked and smelled delicious. Chortling, the driver scooped rice for both Ian and Cindy. “I think my weight is going to