Qingyun's Love: Tiger Boy Falls in Love with a Pretty Lawyer

After returning home, I found Qingsheng in the house, chatting with his mother and Weihua. Seeing Ranmo coming back, he greeted her calmly.

Mother kept saying, "This child hasn't been here for a while, and today he finally showed some consideration, remembering his aunt." Qingsheng naively apologized to his aunt again. Then he stole a glance at Ranmo. He seemed to be thinking, "Won't you speak up for me?"

Ranmo doesn't care. It's already good enough that we can resume our relationship early. Weihua laughed aside, "I have to thank Qingsheng. He passed the message to Master Wu, and Master Wu introduced people to buy cloth from me. The money earned this time should be shared with Qingsheng."

Qingsheng quickly said it was just a small favor and not worth mentioning. Ranmo also admired Weihua's wisdom and methods in making money.

"How about we become partners and expand our cloth business? If you want to make a career, it will be inconvenient if you don't have money. You can't always rely on your family for money, right?"

No one responded to Wei Hua's words. Her suggestion was fine, and it made sense, but it felt awkward. Ran Mo felt inferior when it came to making grand promises and actively building relationships.

Her mother scolded her, "How can you plan Sheng'er's career? You are a girl, so don't take selling cloth and making money as your main business. It's better to stay content."

Wei Hua looked at her mother unhappily, wanting to say something but not daring to.

Ranmo told everyone about the theft at school today. Her mother told her to keep important things safe from now on. Weihua asked, "Is the bonsai worth anything? What would it fetch if it were sold at market price?"

Ran Mo rolled his eyes at her and brought up the suspicions among his classmates. Qing Sheng said there had been a theft in their house before.

It was finally discovered that the butler, who was resentful of a servant for being disrespectful to him, had hidden a fine inkstone away from him, and then falsely accused the servant of stealing it when he went to the young master's room.

Later, the whereabouts of the inkstone were discovered on the market, and they followed the clues to track it down, only to find that the housekeeper had stolen it and resold it. If the housekeeper and the mistress were not related, he would have been brought to justice and eventually expelled from the mansion.

His mother sighed. Ran Mo's heart moved, as if he had heard something from her.

Qingsheng turned to her and said, "If the school wants to investigate this matter, they might as well look in the market to see if they can trace the bonsai's whereabouts. Thieves who are after wealth will naturally sell the stolen goods for money."

This suggestion was consistent with what Ranmo had in mind. She told Qingsheng that the teachers at the academy were currently too busy to take care of the matter, and if he was interested, he could go with her to investigate.

Qingsheng smiled but didn't answer. "How could I not fulfill your request?" He just didn't say it in front of Aunt Weihua.

Ran Mo was confused for a moment and almost blurted out, "If you don't want to go, then go do business with Wei Hua." But then she thought, how could she actively push him into Wei Hua's arms? She herself hadn't even warmed up yet.

Just then, an urgent call came from outside the courtyard gate. It was a classmate looking for Ranmo. Ranmo went out to see that it was Leli.

He told her breathlessly that when a few of his classmates were walking in the market, they happened to find a bonsai on a grocery stall that looked familiar.

Ah Tian happened to be there too. After picking it up and examining it carefully, he saw a small mark engraved on the bottom. It was undoubtedly his bonsai.

The group immediately approached the stall owner to negotiate, but upon seeing they were students, the stall owner chased them away, threatening to beat them if they continued to cause trouble.

Ah Tian, ​​worried about his bonsai, stayed there with a classmate to confront the stall owner. Le Li and another classmate went looking for the teacher and Ran Mo separately. As Le Li spoke, his eyes showed anxiety and anticipation.

Upon hearing this, Ranmo and Leli walked out without a word. Qingsheng no longer hesitated and immediately followed them out. Their mother kept telling them to be careful and not to fight.

When they arrived at the stall, A Tian and the others were still there. The stall owner felt a little guilty when he saw a few more people coming, and took the initiative to say that someone bought this for him. His stall originally dealt in some groceries, so it was normal for him to buy some things.

Ran Mo asked, "Can you accept things of unknown origin?" The stall owner was stunned and said that he had no ability to find out where the things he accepted came from. As long as they were not banned items, he could buy and sell them.

Qing Sheng said sternly, "This item is now suspected of being stolen. If you don't explain the source, we will report it to the authorities and have the county government investigate."

The stall owner broke into a sweat upon hearing this. He had been doing this kind of business for years, handling countless items, including those that had been illegally stolen. It was just a tacit understanding between the two parties. He took the opportunity to lower the price, and when he did come across a donor, he used a combination of coaxing and intimidation to deceive him.

Even though these people were students, they were difficult to deal with, not to mention the large, burly young man standing in their midst. If the numerous incidents from the past few years were brought up, he would be in big trouble.

After considering the pros and cons, he put on a smile and said, "My dear brothers, your words are too serious. I am just a small businessman and I never do anything illegal.

I have so many customers coming and going every day that I can't remember who sold me this thing. It's not a rare treasure."

His words were half-truths. A few people murmured, deciding that the item had already changed hands and wasn't worth much, so reporting it to the police wouldn't necessarily help. It would be better to warn the stall owner not to sell it for the time being and see if they could find other clues.

Just as they were about to explain things to the stall owner, they saw a man sneaking over there. He was wearing a brown short-sleeved shirt, greeted the stall owner, patted a bulging cloth bag as a gesture, and then stood aside, waiting to talk to the stall owner after they left.

Ran Mo noticed the stall owner's expression change slightly, and stared at him, but the stall owner avoided his gaze.

Ran Mo suddenly had an idea. He picked up the bonsai and said loudly to the stall owner, "Your price is too high. Two hundred coins are enough to buy a few pots of flowers." At the same time, he observed the expression of the man in brown.

Sure enough, when the man heard the price, an expression of surprise appeared on his face. He then rubbed against the stall owner and made a gesture of seeming dissatisfaction towards him.

Qingsheng understood what Ranmo meant, so he took the bonsai from her and whispered mysteriously to the man, "The stall owner just told us where this bonsai came from. Can you give us a fair price?"

The man dodged and said, "He's asking for an exorbitant price. He only paid a small amount to buy the goods from me, but I've already made a move..."

Before he could finish his words, Qingsheng stepped forward, twisted his arm and said, "You really came to me on your own. Tell me the truth, where did you steal this bonsai?"

The man's face turned pale when he heard this, and he quickly said that he was just talking nonsense, and glared at the stall owner. The stall owner looked up at the sky, unable to change the situation.

Ran Mo glanced at his bulging bag and asked sharply, "What's in your bag? Did you steal something from somewhere again?"

"No, no, this is my own utensil, you have no right to interfere." The man said in panic.

Without further ado, Ah Tian and Le Li rushed over and grabbed his bag. Opening it, they found another pot of flowers. Ran Mo took a closer look and saw it was his own pot of daffodils. The small red thread laced between the petals, leaves, and stems was enough to prove it.

Before leaving school today, she discussed the theft with her teacher. Ranmo suggested using her own pot of daffodils as bait, deliberately leaving the window ajar to see if the thief would come back. Ideally, they could catch the thief and seize the stolen goods. To prevent further losses, she asked the other students to take their pots home for the time being.

The teacher agreed with her suggestion, but was worried that if there was no one guarding the place at night, there would be no way to catch the thief even if he came. Ran Mo smiled slightly and said that the teacher didn't need to worry about it, she would make arrangements.

The teacher agreed and began to explain and arrange the relevant matters.

Unexpectedly, the thief was so bold and greedy that he climbed over the wall and sneaked out of the school window as soon as school was over in Jingyuan, hoping to get some more sweet things.

Seeing that the window was not closed, he stole Ranmo's pot of flowers from it, and then came to the stall owner to sell the stolen goods.

Ran Mo immediately pointed out that the flower pot in his cloth bag was placed in the school by himself and there was a mark on it. What else did he have to say?

The thief could not hide his guilt for having done something wrong, and faced with the questioning of this group of people, his face turned pale, and then he kept begging for mercy, saying that his family was poor and he occasionally stole small items to exchange for some money. He begged everyone to show mercy and return the two pots of flowers in their original state.