When the day came when Ethan Yan's moral golden light disappeared, Ting Wan received the news at the first time. He had already gone through an instant tea with Ethan Yan a few days ago, so he was mentally prepared and had enough time to do what he wanted to do - say goodbye to the proprietress.
The proprietress is still as beautiful as ever. Her palm-sized face is half bright and half generous. She looks at everyone without makeup and doesn't care whether only half of her face is good-looking.
Ting Wan's bald head was quite conspicuous and he was noticed as soon as he appeared at the door of the store.
The proprietress came forward, smiling sweetly, like an old friend, and invited Ting Wan to sit inside. The century-old wine she brewed had just been picked out from under the tree today: "It's better to come at the right time than to come early. You really know how to catch the time."
"I, I'm going to become a monk."
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