"Mmm." Ting Fei's expression remained neutral, but she could see the hint of amusement in his eyes.
The fitting room door opened, and Chen Xiao emerged wearing a blue button-down shirt and dark pants. He looked... normal. Like any other well-dressed five-year-old boy. But the wonder on his face suggested this was anything but normal to him.
"It fits," he said, amazed. "It actually fits right."
"It does," Shuyin agreed, her chest tightening slightly. "Do you like it?"
"I love it," Chen Xiao said earnestly. "Can I really keep it?"
"You can keep everything we pick today," Shuyin promised. "Now, let's find you at least five more outfits like this one."
An hour later, they'd accumulated a substantial pile of clothes. The associate was carefully folding and packing each item, her professional demeanor now mixed with genuine warmth as she watched Chen Xiao's delight with each new piece.
