As An Jiayou spoke, he discreetly hid the bag in his hand behind him. After all, he considered himself a little man, and it was only natural to help Mom and Grandma carry things when out and about.
No matter what Lan Yiqing said afterward, he remained unwilling to hand over the bag in his hand.
Lan Yiqing, having no other option, turned her pleading gaze toward her daughter-in-law, An Nan.
The latter quickly shook her head, dismissing the idea: "Mom, forget it. This guy's stubbornness is unmatched. Once he decides something, he never changes it, so there's no point in arguing."
A thought instantly flashed through the minds of both Lan Yiqing and An Jiayou: "If he's not like you, who else could he be like?"
Ultimately, this thought remained unsaid. Lan Yiqing nodded in agreement but then turned her head to An Nan and said, "We haven't bought anything for Jiayou yet. We've only been shopping for ourselves."
With this reminder, An Nan suddenly realized: "Oh! Jiayou, I'm sorry."
