He had no idea how much Qin Yuheng had heard. He walked over with a smile, sat down as if nothing had happened, and said, "That smells amazing. Thanks, Brother Yu."
The steaming dumplings were glossy and plump, with a small dish of vinegar beside them. Yu Nian hadn't felt all that hungry earlier, but now that he saw them, he could hardly wait to dig in.
Qin Yuheng asked, "Is that enough? I can cook more if it isn't."
Looking at the large plate of dumplings, Yu Nian made an "OK" sign. "Plenty, plenty. I don't think I'll even be hungry at lunchtime."
Yu Nian had expected Qin Yuheng to say something, but even when people from his company department came to get him for a discussion, he never spoke again.
Through the window, Yu Nian watched his retreating figure, and the food gradually lost its taste.
He had done that on purpose just now.
He had been waiting for Qin Yuheng to speak.
If Qin Yuheng had heard what Bian Yan said, then by any straight man's standards, he surely wouldn't have tolerated someone getting the wrong idea about his sexuality. Yet Qin Yuheng hadn't said a word.
That left plenty of room for speculation.
But Yu Nian still wasn't sure. He didn't dare jump to conclusions about Qin Yuheng's sexuality.
What if he had only just come out of the kitchen and hadn't heard their conversation at all?
After breakfast, Yu Nian washed the dishes and went outside for some fresh air, only for a large, grayish dog to come bounding straight at him.
Startled, Yu Nian backed away repeatedly. "Whose dog is this?"
Bian Yan came back with Lucky on a leash and burst out laughing at the sight. "How do you not even recognize Spike