Two, both at once?

Suddenly, lines from a TV series popped into Chaochao's head.

—Only children make choices; I want them all!

Waaah, but she's just a little kid.

Chaochao sighed in frustration, revealing a sense of melancholy despite being only three or four years old, as if he were overwhelmed by mundane affairs and powerless to make his own decisions.

Her voice, still soft and childlike, said, "No, I can only eat one of them..."

Because she had secretly come early to pick up her dad from get off work.

Before Dad went to work today, he said she shouldn't eat too many snacks. Before leaving home, Auntie also said that there would be all her favorite dishes for dinner tonight. This means that her stomach has to reserve a place for them, no, two places... let's have one more place, three places.

Every single day, they are determined!

Just then, when the car passed by this store, Little Duji barked without thinking. Yes, that's right, it was Little Duji who barked.

The little dumpling solemnly accused its own belly.

Then she got caught up in a dilemma between the little green bag and the chubby little beauty. They couldn't choose them together because Chaochao couldn't understand how her dad knew whether she had eaten too much just by holding her.

This is a problem that Chaochao, unwilling to accept her fate, would get out of bed every night before bed, cling to Huo Qin's arm, and toss and turn, unable to figure out.

Chaochao had a premonition that if she really ate them all, her dad would definitely find out.

"No, I can only eat one of them..."

Hearing the child's rather helpless answer, Yu Ning tapped her finger resting on the counter, her gaze subtly drifting over the child's soft, white face. Although she seemed a little worried about food, it wasn't hard to tell that she came from a happy family. It was quite possible that her parents weren't allowing her to eat more.

"I see." Yu Ning nodded thoughtfully. "So, little one, which one did you initially want to choose?"

Chaochao's finger pointed to her first love—a matcha pandan scones. "It's this one!"

"OK."

Yu Ning smiled, her beautifully shaped lips curving upwards. She bent down and retrieved the last remaining pudding snowman, placing it on the kitchen counter. Turning back, she looked at the stunned little boy with exceptional kindness. "Now that the little pudding is gone, you don't have to worry about it."

One effective way to overcome decision paralysis is to eliminate other options.

Chaochao stood in front of the glass display case, staring blankly at the empty space where the little snowman used to be for a long time, before slowly looking up at the young lady who had spoken earlier.

A dark brown baseball cap held back her wispy hair, and the hazy shadow cast by the brim obscured her delicate features, making it difficult to see clearly. All that could be seen was that she was looking down at him with a smile.

Is this even possible?

Chaochao blinked her wide eyes once, then once more.

After a few seconds of pause, her brain finally started working again, and her big eyes stared thoughtfully at the only matcha scones left in the room.

It seems... there's really no need to worry about it anymore...

The little girl, lost in thought, gradually brightened her eyes and raised a finger: "Then I want—"

"Mommy, Mommy, come quick! There's only one matcha scone left!"

A welcome bell rings as guests enter the store.

The glass door was pushed open, and a little girl with a backpack rushed in, excitedly pointing at the shop window, in the direction that Chaochao's finger had landed.

"Okay, I understand."

The little girl's mother rushed over, rummaging through her bag without looking up, and said to Yu Ning, "We want this matcha flavor, to go, thank you."

Chaochao's little finger, pointing at the matcha scones, twitched slightly, looking somewhat bewildered.

Yu Ning remained expressionless, the curve of her lips softening almost imperceptibly, returning to her previous professional smile.

"I'm sorry, the last matcha scone has already been chosen by your previous customer. You can choose another flavor."

The little girl, who was excited just a second ago, suddenly looked dejected and let out a long, disappointed "Ah."

The woman who was rummaging through her bag looked up in surprise upon hearing this, and only then did she notice a very young girl standing in front of her. She dismissively looked away.

“The scone is still here, it hasn’t been chosen yet… and when we came, this girl didn’t say she wanted it.”

"We placed the order just as you arrived,"

Yu Ning raised her hand and tapped on the control panel, looking up at her as she spoke, providing excellent service with a smile throughout. "Besides, according to the principle of first come, first served, we need to wait for this little customer to finish ordering first."

The woman was somewhat embarrassed by what she said, her face darkening slightly, but she stubbornly tried to save face, saying, "Of course I know, do I need you to lecture me? Your service is really bad."

Yu Ning lowered her eyelids slightly, smiled silently at the woman's complaints, and quietly packed up the desserts.

Chaochao, standing at the center of the storm, looked left and right with a slightly bewildered expression, but when she heard the woman's comment about poor service, she defended Yu Ning, saying, "Your sister is very nice."

However, both mother and daughter were quite agitated and did not hear her voice.

The little girl, heartbroken at losing her favorite matcha scones, tugged pitifully at her mother's clothes: "Does that mean I won't have any matcha flavor today?"

The woman rolled her eyes at Yu Ning before reassuring her daughter, "It's okay, we can ask the little girl if she can give us her things."

She took two or three steps forward, bent down, and smiled at Chaochao, "Little sister, I just got a perfect score on my dictation test today. Auntie said she would reward me with a matcha scone. Look... could you give this one to me?"

Yu Ning's fingers paused on the control panel. Her expression was obscured by the dim light, but the curve of her lips lowered slightly.

The moment the woman saw the hesitant look on the little girl's face, she smiled with confidence.

The aunt's request sounded reasonable, but...

Chaochao glanced reluctantly at the last remaining little green one in the shop window; it had been a difficult decision for her to make.

I wonder if the snowman pudding that ran away from home will ever have a chance to return.

Although she really wanted to eat it too.

But that girl seems to need it more...

Just as the hesitant little girl was about to speak, a calm and unhurried female voice stopped her.

"This guest, it's best not to insist."

She smiled faintly, but her eyes were indifferent. "The young lady in front is also my guest, and I don't want her to feel forced."