The shopkeeper said enthusiastically, personally bringing over a chair for Su Yaoyao to sit and try on the shoes.
Su Yaoyao sighed. She simply couldn't refuse the owner's enthusiasm, so she slowly extended her foot and carefully slipped it into the shoe. To her surprise, it was a perfect fit.
She sat there in a daze, staring at the shoes. They fit so perfectly they might as well have been custom-made. Her mind went blank.
"See? I told you they were meant for you," the owner said with a confident smile.
Noah stood to one side and narrowed his eyes, a flicker of doubt in them. He muttered to himself, 'How would Mingye know Sis's shoe size?'
An image of the birdcage flashed through his mind—the moment Mingye had unfastened the chain on Su Yaoyao's ankle. 'Did he secretly memorize it back then?'
Su Yaoyao slowly came back to her senses. The idea of Mingye having shoes custom-made for her was just… a complete fantasy. No matter how she looked at it, it seemed impossible.
