So without thinking too much, she earnestly started picking, but neither of the two items Nan Sichen held were chosen by her. Instead, she pointed at another item inside the counter, which didn't seem very heavy, a gold lock thin as a slip of paper, though the style was quite nice.
"That one." Qin Yin lightly pointed with her jade finger.
Nan Sichen looked over and frowned, saying, "Isn't this too thin and light?"
Qin Yin raised her eyebrows and looked at him, then spoke earnestly, "I understand your deep love for your son, but aren't you afraid he'll get tired wearing such a heavy gold lock? Besides, aren't you worried someone might chop his head off to steal the gold lock when he's wearing something that valuable?"
Qin Yin's words were especially gruesome, Nan Sichen furrowed his brow slightly, responding coolly, "Who would dare?"
"You better believe it, just get that one, I'm sure Nianzhi will like it too."
"Alright."
