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!

 The photo shoot today is over, and it isn’t too

wasn’t going to eat with them, Cindy only needed to cook for two, so it was less work for her. When Ian came

watching television. Instead, he was looking at something on his cell phone,

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

tonight and give you the menu tomorrow,” Ian

from having

good, so it doesn’t

quite a feat since he’s usually very reserved. He never says anything hurtful, yet he hardly

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