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.”

Ian is far more handsome than all those guys, and the two of you live under the same 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 when he saw

him seriously at all. “My relationship with Ian is purely business. How could one fall in love with her boss? This isn’t something

door for a while. When he was certain that she indeed didn’t need his

Very much perceptive, the driver came over and helped to carry out the dishes.

room, he smelled the fragrant aroma of the food. In reality, this aroma was usually present at restaurants, but he just found it

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

the past two days, Ian was no longer that awkward with her. He turned and went to

the driver scooped rice for both Ian and Cindy. “I think my weight is going