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

Azan had no intention of continuing to tangle with Qiutang, so he decided to just treat this as a lesson for him and would not have any further contact with him.

But things weren't as simple as he imagined. Qiutang had a brother. After learning about this and asking Qiutang for details, he was furious and gnashed his teeth, calling Azan a scoundrel and determined to teach him a lesson.

He gathered a few hooligans and waited for Azan on his way home. When they saw him, they took him to the deserted yard where he had teased Qiutang before.

Although Azan had learned some martial arts, he was thin and weak, so he could not defeat those ferocious men.

The men had originally intended to beat him up, but when they saw he was a handsome young man, they changed their minds. After throwing a few fake punches, they grabbed his chin and began to flirt with him, humiliating him and even injuring him...

Thinking of this, Azan cried even harder. His whole body ached, and his heart ached even more. "I'm a kind person, but why am I always so unfortunate? I thought good things were about to begin, but I didn't expect this disaster to befall me."

Ranmo and Qingsheng were extremely anxious. They asked Azan what had happened. Azan could only sob and briefly recount what had happened, but he omitted some of the unspeakable details.

Qingsheng only heard that Azan was bullied by that group of people, so he asked where those people lived. He was determined to go over and argue with them. Those who deserved to be beaten would be beaten, and those who deserved compensation would pay compensation.

Azan looked at Qingsheng gratefully and just said no. He was careless in this matter and it would be shameful if it got out. It would be better to stop here and never get involved with that group of people again.

Qingsheng sighed and looked at Ranmo. Ranmo had originally wanted to help Azan vent his anger, but seeing that Azan was determined and seemed to have something to hide, he nodded at Qingsheng, indicating that he should listen to Azan.

Qingsheng didn't say anything else, but took the initiative to gather Azan next to him, letting him snuggle up to rest and soothe his body and mind.

Ranmo had spent the past two days, apart from attending classes, visiting Azan. She also discussed care with his mother. Azan's mother thanked her and Qingsheng for their concern. She lamented that Azan had somehow offended those criminals, and even his injuries were so bizarre. In some cases, Azan insisted on claiming they were accidental.

Ranmo couldn't ask her in detail, nor could he ask Azan any more questions. He simply told her some maintenance matters that needed attention. Azan's mother nodded frequently and asked them to visit him often. They both nodded in agreement.

The two of them walked out of the door. Qingsheng lamented the complexity of the world. Even a harmless and well-behaved boy like Azan could get into danger and be humiliated. He really needed to be careful and practice more kung fu.

Then he glanced at Ran Mo, meaning, "Don't you want to learn some self-defense skills? If you want to learn, I can teach you for free."

Ran Mo didn't answer. She was waiting for his next words, to see if he could remember something.

Seeing her silent, Qingsheng slapped his head and said, "Oh, I almost forgot, you were also kidnapped by bad guys last time!"

Ran Mo felt slightly relieved. It seemed he hadn't forgotten her. Good. It showed he still had her in his heart.

"Now that you mention it, I remember that after you were kidnapped that day, you were not..." Qingsheng immediately stopped talking and looked at her with a surprised expression.

Ran Mo was furious. She'd thought he cared about her, but he was still concerned about whether she'd been treated badly. "What's the matter? Just because I've been humiliated, you look down on me, don't you? Haha, men!" She was so angry she was on the verge of tears.

Qingsheng had no idea what she was thinking. He only noticed that her expression was different, so he immediately stepped forward, hugged her and said, "Bao'er, don't be afraid. No matter what happens to you, I will always be by your side and will never leave you."

Ugh. Ran Mo was almost moved to tears again. Honey, don't be so shocked, okay? My little darling can't stand it. Besides, you are my little darling. If I can't stand it, then you can't stand it either, right?

She didn't explain anything, and just let Qingsheng hold her, coax her, and be gentle with her...

Ranmo went to the academy early in the morning. She still had to keep up with her lessons. However, Azan hadn't fully recovered yet, and these past few days she'd been sitting alone at the long table, with no one to talk to quietly. It was really boring.

This day was clearly different. As she entered the classroom, she noticed a young man sitting next to Azan, writing something with his head down. She couldn't make out his face.

Ran Mo was puzzled and walked slowly to the seat. The young man sensed someone coming and looked up, and both of them were slightly stunned.

The young man had red lips, white teeth, and long, slender eyebrows, giving him the lively demeanor of a beautiful young man of ancient times. Of course, Ran Mo was no less impressive than him. It was just that the aura between his eyebrows seemed familiar.

Therefore, both of them seemed to be attracted by each other's appearance and temperament, and forgot to speak for a moment.

At this moment, the teacher came in from outside. Seeing the two of them looking at each other, he explained that this was a new student and there was no place assigned for him yet, so he should sit in Azan's seat first. Then he asked Ranmo to help the new student more.

Ranmo nodded, exchanged a friendly smile with the boy, and exchanged names. The boy's name was Bingo, and he had come from a large city in the north to settle down with his parents.

He was a cheerful person, and after chatting with Ranmo for a few words, he seemed to be quite familiar with her. He even whispered to Ranmo that if they got to know each other well, he would like to ask the teacher if he could sit at the same table with Ranmo.

Ran Mo snorted inwardly. That depends on whether Azan is willing or not. Be careful, he might come and beat you up. He should have no problem dealing with you with his current two skills.

Changing seats, a trivial matter, had once given Ran Mo a headache. It had even nearly cost him his life.

Human emotions are quite strange. Even if two people believe their feelings are deep, sometimes they can't stand the slightest interference or disturbance.

Just like when Ranmo was in school in his previous life, he would feel very sad and even cause trouble when separated from his deskmate for a short time.

When I moved on to high school, not only did the classrooms change, but the people changed too. There were two classes, each with about a dozen students.

Surprisingly, all the bad students in the third year of junior high have disappeared. Perhaps they have stopped attending school. The classroom is spacious and bright, with plenty of light and a sunny mood.

There are two new students in the class. Their families work at the chemical plant. I heard they were held back from the previous grade. Their conversation and academic performance seem pretty good, so I don't understand why they were held back.

One of them was short, with a mature and charming demeanor. Some of his actions frightened Ran Mo.

During recess, she was squatting alone by the ditch behind the classroom. He came over quietly and squatted beside her, not saying a word or even looking at her. He just squatted silently with her.

She was too embarrassed to initiate a conversation. They just squatted side by side, staring blankly at the weeds in the ditch. This went on for several days.

The atmosphere was delicate and awkward. She was initially shy about striking up a conversation, then a bit angry. It was a fight to see who could hold out the longest. The deadlock was then unexpectedly broken.