Su An looked completely baffled.
What does "suddenly" mean?
"No way. Didn’t I do it right in front of you?" You guys really don’t know.
"Yes. Were you, behind our backs, ’competing’ secretly? It’s surprising, at such a young age, you’ve already learned to ’compete.’" Lin Murong marveled.
What does ’competing’ mean?
When did he ever ’compete’?
Wasn’t he always doing it right in front of them?
How did it suddenly become ’competing’?
Su An didn’t understand.
Lin Murong was astonished by this Xiao Juan Wang and then took the cake that Su An made to show Su Yinhe.
Telling Su Yinhe how much he had been ’competing.’
"It’s infuriating, he actually went behind our backs and secretly became a master," Lin Murong said indignantly.
Su Yinhe rolled her eyes skillfully.
"Alright, alright, if you’re not putting in the effort, just admit it instead of blaming others for ’competing.’ How can you be so shameless? Besides, you’ve seen Xiao Juan Wang before, don’t you remember Xiao Juan Wang who ate the mushrooms?"
"How can you say I’m not putting in effort? I’ve been trying hard," Lin Murong said, recalling his playful battles with Fangfang and feeling a bit guilty.
But, Lin Murong was the kind of person who wouldn’t admit something without seeing the coffin first; he always denied things without evidence.
After all, Galaxy didn’t go upstairs to see how they were making the cake, so he pretended that he had been working all along.
"I’ve been working really hard, you know," Lin Murong defended himself with righteousness.
Su Yinhe massaged her forehead.
"Lin Murong, do I really need to pull up the surveillance for you to admit you’ve been slacking off?"
Lin Murong pointed at her with a trembling finger.
"You, you, you... you... you actually used surveillance to watch us make cakes?!"
"What do you mean ’actually’? I, as the supermarket owner, checking the supermarket’s situation through surveillance is pretty normal, isn’t it? I just happened to see you slacking off," Su Yinhe shrugged.
"But there’s nothing I can do about it; you slack off so much that almost all the time you’re just slacking off. Whenever I randomly check, I catch you."
Su Yinhe looked at him and smirked wickedly.
Lin Murong’s face turned red from pain.
"You, you, you... talking nonsense with truths," Lin Murong finally admitted.
"Ah. These days, a person isn’t even allowed to tell the truth," Su Yinhe sighed and shook her head.
Lin Murong felt even more guilt.
"I... fine, fine, fine, I’ve been slacking off. But Su An being a Xiao Juan Wang, that’s undeniable. Look at the cake he made; I think it looks even better than the one Chi Yan made."
Although he hadn’t tasted it, he felt it was probably tastier than Chi Yan’s.
Su Yinhe carefully examined the cake.
She touched her chin and nodded, "It does look nice," at the very least, it looked better than hers. It had been a long time since she made a cake, her skills had gotten rusty.
Mainly because, as the boss, bosses don’t usually do the work themselves.
She had money, she could just buy.
Rich people could buy any beautiful and delicious cake.
Whatever she wanted, as long as she paid enough money, people would make it for her.
So, why did she need to make it herself?
Besides, with Chi Yan around, who would make it for her, she needed even less to do it herself.
Therefore, she had gotten rusty.
"It’s not just ’nice,’ it’s very good, very good indeed!" Lin Murong argued, unsatisfied.
The protagonist, Su An, stood quietly aside, not daring to speak.
Sometimes, he really resembled a mascot.
"Okay, okay, very good, very good," Su Yinhe appeased.
"But why do I feel like it looks so much like something Chi Yan made?"
It’s pretty similar to Chi Yan’s style.
"Cough cough cough... well... it’s just... that..." It was made according to Chi Yan’s notes, so of course, it looks similar.
Chi Yan’s notes even had diagrams, and Su An followed them to make it, so yes, it does resemble them.
Lin Murong stammered and admitted the truth.
Su Yinhe looked puzzled as she watched Lin Murong’s awkward demeanor.
Just made it according to Chi Yan’s notes, then just follow Chi Yan’s notes.
What is Lin Murong being awkward about?
Su Yinhe didn’t understand.
While they were talking, Su An stood quietly beside them.
Su Yinhe felt a bit guilty looking at him.
Because Su An’s posture reminded her somewhat of being punished to stand.
"Okay, take the cake... and go share it with your mom," Su Yinhe said after looking at the cake and handed it to Su An.
"Sister should eat it," Su An said innocently.
"Sister... Sister won’t eat it. If Sister eats someone else’s cake, Brother will be mad," Su Yinhe coughed twice.
She actually had a lot of cakes; Chi Yan made a lot for her.
She was just fighting over them with a child.
Su An must have wanted to give it to his mom the most since he worked hard on it.
"Also, as a reward for you, Sister has prepared a snack gift bag for you," Su Yinhe pulled out a snack gift bag from the space.
Su An’s eyes widened.
"Yeah, just not sure if you can carry it home." The snack gift bag wasn’t actually prepared by her.
It was something she had bought before.
When she bought it, it was simply because the box looked pretty.
But after a few more glances after the purchase, she didn’t find it pretty anymore, so it just gathered dust in the space.
Now, giving it to the kids seemed appropriate.
Just that it was a bit... large and heavy.
"I can carry it; I can carry it," Su An answered eagerly.
With so many snacks in the gift bag, he had to be able to carry it, even if he couldn’t, he had to.
He couldn’t give it up.
"That’s good then," Su Yinhe smiled, relieved to have resolved one trouble.
Although Su An said he could carry it, in truth, he couldn’t, so in the end, Su Linglong ended up carrying it home.
Because of this, Su Linglong, unusually, didn’t shop this time.
Besides her first messy visit to the supermarket, this was only her second time here without buying anything.
The snack gift bag was really big and heavy.
Su Yinhe didn’t really understand why the manufacturers of the snack gift bags made them so heavy and large.
It was probably to attract fools like her.
Su Linglong struggled a bit while carrying it; Su An, holding the cake, watched his mom struggling and wanted to help.
However, Su Linglong refused; Su An was too small to carry it.
She could handle it herself.
Though it was tough, Su Linglong still managed to bring the snack gift bag home.
Originally, they didn’t have a home.
But as their belongings and supplies accumulated, the place meant merely as a foothold gradually became their little nest.
This little nest was chaotic but also very cozy; they loved it.
If they were happy and excited in the supermarket, they felt content in their little nest.