Upon hearing Feng Xueyan's words, the lady boss with black-framed glasses glanced at Feng Xueyan and shook her head vigorously.
Somewhat bewildered, Feng Xueyan whispered, "Why? You don't have shoes that fit me in the store?"
"It's not that we don't have them, we have plenty! But I won't sell them to you, since you're Master Xiaobei's friend. If you want them, I'll only give them to you as a gift."
She didn't know the exact relationship between Hu Xiaobei and Feng Xueyan, but she thought at the very least they were friends, and quite close ones at that.
So, she really wasn't planning on taking any money.
Upon hearing her say that she would simply give them away, Hu Xiaobei quickly said, "This... giving them away is too much. We should just buy them."
"No, I want to give them."
"This..."
"If you pay me, that would really be like slapping me in the face!"
Hu Xiaobei heard this and couldn't help but chuckle bitterly.
