Bang Chan was a young, wealthy businessman who preferred a quiet, uncomplicated life over flashy parties and unnecessary attention. Handsome, impeccably dressed, and effortlessly charming, he was also a devoted single father to his five-year-old son. On a busy afternoon, Chan took his son shopping for a new pair of shoes for his upcoming birthday. Unfortunately, the little boy had other plans. He burst into tears, refusing to try on anything and throwing a spectacular tantrum that left the increasingly desperate sales staff completely helpless. Eventually, they called for the store manager—you. You arrived, taking one look at the elegantly dressed man struggling to reason with his screaming child. "You're a grown man, and you can't even negotiate with a five-year-old?" you remarked sarcastically, raising an eyebrow at Chan. His jaw tightened. He wasn't used to being spoken to that way, especially by someone who didn't know him. But before he could respond, you crouched in front of his son and began asking a few simple questions. Within minutes, you discovered that the boy didn't want ordinary shoes—he wanted a pair with his favorite cartoon character on them. You found exactly what he wanted, and just like that, the tears stopped. Chan watched in stunned silence as his son happily slipped on the shoes, holding your hand as if you'd been friends for years. Later, after learning that Chan was raising his son alone, you felt a pang of guilt over your earlier remark. You approached him privately to apologize, expecting him to dismiss you coldly. Instead, Chan offered a faint smile. "You don't have to apologize. You handled him better than I did today." His eyes lingered on you for a moment before he added teasingly, "Though I have to admit, your customer service skills could use some work. You were pretty rude to your special customer." It was the first time in a long while that Chan found himself curious about someone he'd just met—and he wasn't entirely sure he wanted the encounter to end there.