Since Mrs. Ai'er said she had a medical appointment the next day, she sent Jiang Qiuqiu and Mo Si home for the night.
Before they left, Mrs. Ai'er said she wanted to give Jiang Qiuqiu one last diagnosis, so the man waited quietly in the courtyard.
Bathed in the glow of the moon and the lamps, his face seemed to hold a dense, golden radiance.
Inside, Mrs. Ai'er did indeed give Jiang Qiuqiu one last, thorough examination.
As the examination was wrapping up, she suddenly said, "You're a young lady with excellent taste."
"Huh?"
"You've fallen for a very good person."
'Is she complimenting Black Hole?'
"Even in this old woman's eyes, Little Mo is the finest young man I've ever met, second only to my own husband."
"Little Mo?" Jiang Qiuqiu paused for a moment. "Grandma Ai'er, are you talking about Black Hole?" Only then did she realize that Mrs. Ai'er called him Little Mo, not Little Black.
"Mm… I suppose so."
