So many years have passed, I thought there were no more muscle-nourishing pills in the world. I never imagined that Mo Bao would still possess such a thing.
Ling Mo hadn't expected that Old Madam Qin and her mother, Shi Ying, would have such a connection. After a moment of contemplation, he finally recounted the whole story:
"Thinking back, the seller that my grandmother mentioned who died of amniotic fluid embolism seventeen years ago was my mother herself. On her deathbed, she asked someone to keep her most treasured medical book safe for her, to be handed over to me when I was old enough to understand. It was because of that medical book that I was able to refine medicines like the Muscle Nourishing Pill, which are almost extinct on the market."
Upon hearing this, Old Madam Qin sighed deeply.
"What a cruel twist of fate! What a pity."
"It's alright, it's all in the past."
Ling Mo spoke casually, and made a move to get up and take his leave. Suddenly, a snow-white kitten darted into Qin Beiming's arms. Instantly, he became interested and reached out to tease it.
However, the little kitten that was pawing at Qin Beiming's arm treated her as an imaginary enemy, as if asserting its dominance, baring its sharp teeth and meowing fiercely at her.
"You want a beating?"
Qin Beiming gave it a roasted chestnut without any hesitation.
"Little Dimple is quite perceptive... She must have sensed that her position has been threatened, and is throwing a tantrum at Beibei," Old Madam Qin said with a smile.
"This kitten is so cute."
Ling Mo rubbed the soft cat ears and asked with a hint of curiosity:
"Grandma, why is it called a dimple? Do cats have dimples too?"
"Well, that's a long story..."
Before Old Madam Qin could explain the whole story, Little Dimple had already snatched Qin Beiming's wallet from his coat and tossed it to the ground with a "thud".
Ling Mo looked down and was surprised to find that a photo of her ID had fallen out of Qin Beiming's wallet.
She rubbed her eyes, confirming again and again that the girl in the photo with a shallow dimple on her face was indeed herself, and felt increasingly uneasy.
How did Qin Beiming manage to put her photo in his wallet?
Where did he get this ID photo?
Another question is, could it be that Qin Beiming named his kitten "Little Dimple" because she also has a dimple on her face?
Thinking this way, Ling Mo felt even more flustered.
All signs indicate that Qin Beiming is very likely secretly in love with her!
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