The Returning Ex

Chapter 1425

Ian glanced at Cindy. “I’ll carry it.”

Cindy seemingly understood his meaning within seconds, so she merely nodded. “Thank you.”

The magazine’s associate editor was already waiting, so when he saw Ian approach, he quickly came over and smilingly extended a hand. “Oh, you’re finally here, Mr. Morgan!”

Ian flashed him a smile, putting on a modest expression. “Sorry for making you wait.”

Ian exchanged a few words with the associate editor before they headed in the direction of the publishing house. The associate editor said that the studio was ready, merely waiting for Ian to start. Beside Ian, Cindy frowned and surreptitiously glanced at the time. It’s not yet the agreed-upon shooting time, so why are they making it sound as though Ian is putting on airs, thus arriving late?

On their way to the studio, the people around furtively shifted their gazes over. When they noticed Ian carrying his own cosmetic box, in particular, their expressions turned all kinds of conflicted when they next looked at Cindy.

When Ian turned to speak to the associate editor, he didn’t forget to occasionally glance at Cindy. While he didn’t say anything to her, the fact that he cast her glances in concern spoke volumes. The associate editor was an astute person, so he then directed the conversation to Cindy upon seeing Ian’s actions. He asked whether she was troubled by the comments on the internet and even urged her to take things easy since this was par for the course in the entertainment industry. He was very glib, saying, “Only famous celebrities with high amounts of traffic can generate such a huge entertainment effect. Those in the lower ranks can’t make any waves despite racking their brains.”

Cindy smiled. “I’m fine. I’ve already anticipated this, and it was why I wanted to keep it under wraps in the beginning.”

As they talked while walking, they then arrived at the studio. The studio was a small room with some blurred backgrounds. The photographer was already inside, adjusting her camera. Upon hearing movements, she turned around and stared at Ian before shifting her gaze to Cindy. “You’re here.”

Cindy respectfully inclined her head at her. “Nice to meet you.”

Ian greeted the photographer as well. Then, he turned and looked at Cindy. “Wait for me at the side. I don’t think it’ll take long.”

Cindy docilely nodded. “Okay, will do.”

Subsequently, Ian went over to the photographer. The photographer took out a few design drawings and finalized the basic style she wanted to shoot today with him, her attitude toward him amicable, her tone pleasant. In fact, if one were to look at this scene, she didn’t quite seem as rumored. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Finding herself a seat, Cindy sat down and observed them as she leaned back against the wall. When the photographer was finalizing the style with Ian, she occasionally looked up at him and even smiled. From a woman’s intuition, Cindy felt that this had to do with her favorable impression toward Ian. After all, such a good-looking face will definitely give others a better impression compared to the average person.

Then, she shifted her gaze to the photographer. The photographer was known as Yulia Noble, a renowned photographer within the industry who’d shot magazine covers for many A-list celebrities.

The discussion on Ian’s side was quickly settled, whereupon he then changed and had his makeup done. The entire process wasn’t all that long, but it had Cindy feeling a tad sleepy as she sat there. She was jolted awake from sleep earlier, so she didn’t get proper rest at all. Now that she was idle, drowsiness assailed her.

However, she definitely couldn’t doze off here no matter how sleepy she was. After all, it’d be preposterous for an insignificant assistant to slumber while Ian was working. Thus, she hurriedly got to her feet and walked over to Ian, standing beside him.

Ian’s gaze shifted to the side, and he glanced at her. “Go and take a walk if you’re tired.” He spoke in an exceedingly gentle voice befitting a boyfriend.

Cindy murmured an acknowledgment before declining, saying, “It’s okay. I’ll just stay and watch you work.”

At this, Ian chuckled. “I knew I shouldn’t have allowed you to come with me this afternoon. You could’ve slept at home since things here are going smoothly anyway.”