"One, mine."
Pingping then points to what's in An An's hand, "An An's, one."
This little troublemaker is really good at nitpicking language, Gong Ruini was really about to blow her top, but she couldn't say there was anything wrong with what he said.
"Hey, let An An choose." Gong Ruini signaled Zhao Xuran to continue taking Pingping away.
Gong Ruini gently negotiated with her daughter, "An An, this is not good, let's pick again."
"Pick something you like yourself, An An." Gong Ruini tried to take the item from An An's hand.
To be fair, Pingping was quite reliable, not picking something too outrageous for An An.
However, though the suggestion was nice, it wasn't An An who picked it.
An An held onto the item tightly, shaking her head nonstop, regardless of Gong Ruini's persuasion, this little girl simply wouldn't let go, driving Gong Ruini mad.
