The Returning Ex

After saying that, Ian turned and looked in Cindy’s direction. Although he didn’t say anything, his meaning was already plain as day.

Yulia lifted her head and glanced at Cindy. “Is she really your girlfriend? She looks… quite sweet,” she commented languidly, her tone so placid that one couldn’t tell whether it was a compliment or an insult.

The corners of Ian’s mouth lifted. “She’s really a little girl who knows nothing, simple and plain.” After saying that, he shifted his gaze back to her. “If there’s nothing else, Miss Noble, please excuse me.”

Yulia murmured an acquiescence. “Sure, go ahead.”

Inclining his head to her, Ian then walked toward Cindy. Cindy promptly put on a smile and feigned a honeyed expression. Going over, Ian took the cosmetic box. “I’m done, so let’s go.”

Cindy followed him out of the room. When they reached the door, she couldn’t resist glancing over her shoulder at Yulia. At this time, Yulia was looking at her camera with her head lowered, her expression having reverted to its initial chilliness. Swiftly retracting her gaze, Cindy walked beside Ian. She was convinced that her intuition hadn’t steered her wrong. I don’t dare say that Yulia likes Ian, but she at least has some feelings for him. Ah, an Adonis is truly entrancing!

Ian went straight home. The photo shoot today is over, and it isn’t too late, so we can have a

them, Cindy only needed to cook for two, so it

wasn’t watching television. Instead, he was looking at something on his cell phone, a faint smile tugging on his lips. This is quite a beautiful picture. She giggled to herself. I wonder who’ll be so lucky to bag

and came over to help carry the dishes out. Cindy, on the other hand, took their tableware out. “Is there anything you want to eat?

I’ll think about it tonight and give you the menu tomorrow,” Ian replied,

me from having to rack my brains

cook is pretty good, so it

Cindy was again surprised. He’s complimenting me! This is quite a feat since he’s usually very reserved. He never says anything hurtful,

which Cindy had just washed and cut, so he took it to the sofa. “I’ll buy a dishwasher back