The woman's voice was low and soft, making Su Zixi feel an uncontrollable sense of warmth, "Of course, what do you need help with?"
"My shoes are damaged. I need a pair of light-colored loafers," the woman said softly. "If there aren't any loafers available, any light-colored high heels will do."
Su Zixi smiled slightly, "That's great, I happen to have a spare pair, if you could use them."
Having said that, Su Zixi took out a pair of shoes wrapped in tin foil from her handbag.
It was a handbag prepared by Uncle Li before she left, which didn't look big but was very spacious. Inside, there weren't only spare shoes but also compact powder and lipstick for touch-ups, along with particularly practical small tools like hairpins and safety pins.
The woman's voice carried a hint of surprise, "It seems I'm truly lucky. I apologize for being dressed inappropriately at the moment and not being able to meet you. Could you hand them to me through the door gap?"
