In the kitchen, Qin Nanyi stood with her arms crossed, silently waiting. Three plates of Golden Silk Taro Rolls had been arranged but were now somewhat cool and needed to be briefly reheated to be delicious.
The microwave's countdown returned to zero, emitting a ding.
Qin Nanyi took out the plate of taro rolls, put in another plate and pressed the buttons again.
Heating a plate of taro rolls took thirty seconds, giving her a minute and a half… or even longer.
"Ayi," she finally said, "...I heard about that rumor."
Han Yi raised an eyebrow, looking at her.
"The rumor about you and your sister…" Qin Nanyi mustered the courage to look at him, "Not many people know about it yet. I can help you quell the rumors."
"It's not necessary," Han Yi's voice was clear and cold, with a faint sense of detachment.
"But with something like this, it's better to clear it up," Qin Nanyi forced a smile, "If everyone believes it's true, it will affect you badly…"
Ding! ——
