Inside the temple.
After buying four rolls of thread from a shop which was situated outside the temple, Guiren gave a roll to each couple and said, "Here you go, you all owe me 50 cents each."
"Gosh, young master Zhang is being stingy." Yufan commented.
Guiren shrugged his shoulder and retorted, "What? I am just a normal employee of Mo corporation okay? I don't even earn one third of what you rich people do so please."
"Oh please, don't even try deceiving us. No one better than us knows how much you earn." Yichan said.
"Where is my roll?" Nuying asked.
"Oh it's with Muchan."
Lifting the single roll that he had in his hand, Muchan frowned. "I just have one."
Guiren shrugged his shoulders and nodded his head. "I know, you both have to share it."
"But-"
"Alright, let's go inside and make wishes people." Guiren excitedly exclaimed before grabbing Meili's hand and walking away.
Running his fingers through Suyan's hair, Bojing asked, "You wanna make a wish too?"