Chapter 927

Every woman loved a little kindness and a sweet treat. "Mind if I sit here?" I asked for her permission, even though this was my territory. "Sure, you're the owner here, right?" The woman recognized me too. I glanced at my apron and smiled. "How did you know? Is it written on my face?" "You look even better in person," she said with a smile, complimenting me. I didn't quite understand. "Huh?" She took out her phone and played a video. "That's how I ended up here. This place is perfect!" It turned out that a blogger had visited here, taken videos and photos, and posted them online. He wrote, "The air here is so pure and refreshing, it's like a balm for your soul. The vibrant leaves seem to dance in the breeze, reminding you to appreciate the beauty of each day. The tea here is a bittersweet symphony, mirroring the complexities of life. "Here, the owner goes above and beyond with her warm greetings. Instead of a casual 'hello', she'll offer a sincere blessing." Reading these wo