"Molin, get some for yourself."
Nangong Xun mumbled through a mouthful of sugar figurine, bending to pick up something from Molin's hands.
"No need, you go have fun." Molin stepped back.
"You said it, don't say that I, as an employer, am exploiting you. It's your own choice not to give it to me, okay?"
Nangong Xun confirmed meticulously, and seeing Molin nod in acknowledgment, a wide smile spread across his face.
"I'll get Dad to raise your salary when we get back."
Having said that, he hopped and skipped away.
Mu Shen and the others were also holding things, just not as much as Molin.
Su Yan glanced disdainfully, "You're so grown up but still like a pig, buying so much food."
The others fell silent at the sight of what Su Yan was carrying.
The two elderly members of the Jiang family approached, each holding a dough figurine made in their likeness.
"Over there is a master of dough modeling, you guys could go have a look."
