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

Ran Mo and Qing Sheng listened to their story and couldn't help but sigh that these people were really decisive and kept their promises. They just felt a little disappointed that Master Wu hadn't told them about this.

Of course, they didn't care about that right now. As long as they were safe, they felt at ease.

Azan opened the gate and led the two inside. There was a small courtyard with a few weeds growing along the stone steps. In front were two side rooms. The walls were a little mottled, but otherwise clean and tidy.

The three of them entered the main room, which was furnished with simple tables and chairs, and a small bed against the wall. The bedding on it was neatly arranged and tidy.

The two of them looked at the facilities in the house for a long time without saying a word. Azan went over and made them some tea.

During a break from drinking tea, Qingsheng glanced at the small bed next to him and asked Azan, "Is this the bed you sleep on?"

"Hu Ling slept there." Azan replied.

The two glanced at each other. Come to think of it, it was impossible for Wu Shao and Hu Ling to be alone in a room.

The two of them drank tea and strolled around the courtyard for a bit, then looked at the adjacent wing. It was a little smaller than this one, and the door was closed.

Seeing that they were curious, Azan simply pushed the door open, saying that he wanted to ventilate the room.

The two of them looked over and saw that there were more things in the room than there were over there, perhaps because it was slightly smaller. In the middle was a large bed with a pair of pillows and bedding on it.

Seeing the two of them looking a bit stunned, Azan said that he and Wu Shao would squeeze into the bed at night, sleeping on either side. He said it calmly, as if he didn't feel that sleeping in a squeezed position was a bit cramped.

The two of them nodded slightly and murmured a few times.

At that moment, the courtyard door creaked open and someone walked in. It was Wu Shao and Hu Ling. Seeing Ran Mo and Qing Sheng, they were startled for a moment, then smiled again.

The two approached and greeted them. Qingsheng pretended to be angry and said, "You are so good, you came to this quiet world without telling me."

Young Master Wu smiled awkwardly and said that this was nothing worth publicizing, so please don't be offended that he hadn't told him yet.

Qingsheng quickly said he was joking. This time, thanks to Azan Niang's reminder, they knew about this place.

Wu Shao looked at Azan and said, "Yes, thanks to Azan's family for providing this accommodation, Hu Ling and I have a place to stay." After saying that, he looked at Hu Ling.

Hu Ling nodded shyly and invited them into the house to sit down and talk.

There were not enough chairs, so Wu Shao and Hu Ling sat on the bed.

They chatted casually for a while about the weather and surrounding things. Qingsheng no longer concealed anything and asked Wu Shaoke what he planned to do next.

Young Master Wu looked at Hu Ling and said firmly, "Ling'er and I have decided to be together. If my father still doesn't agree, we don't have to go back to that home."

Qingsheng looked at Ranmo, and Ranmo asked, "So, if you guys live outside in the future, will it be convenient for you to pay for your living expenses?"

Wu Shao smiled and said, "Don't worry. I have martial arts skills and can be a martial arts teacher anywhere. If all else fails, I can go into business. Didn't I introduce clients to your Weihua last time? At worst, I can do cloth business with Weihua." He was very open-minded and optimistic.

"Yes, I saved some money from writing books before, which is enough to support us for a while." Hu Ling followed.

The three of them looked at their determined demeanors and couldn't help but secretly admire them, wishing them well. However, a marriage without the approval and blessing of the elders would ultimately be incomplete. For now, they still had to find a way to ease the relationship between the father and son and see if there was a chance of a turnaround.

Young Master Wu appreciated everyone's concern and care, and he didn't want to make things too awkward with his father. But there really wasn't a good way to resolve the situation right now.

A few people agreed that this matter needed further consideration. Then everyone stopped talking about it and decided to go out for a stroll and find something delicious. The atmosphere suddenly became relaxed and lively.

Azan was familiar with the area and volunteered to lead the way. We headed out to the market. It happened to be a local market day. The streets were bustling with activity, the aroma of various snacks wafting through the air, and a dazzling array of small items.

Everyone's mood grew increasingly cheerful. They walked and stopped, eating as they strolled. Hu Ling and Ran Mo loved the sweet and soft sugar paste. The other three each nibbled on a string of candied haws.

Then they went to a large pond and admired the scenery in the water and the surrounding fields and crops. Everyone hoped that this time could last longer.

After strolling around for an hour, Hu Ling asked Ranmo if they could stay here for the day. Ranmo glanced at Qingsheng. Qingsheng was so open-minded that he thought any place was a good place to stay, especially with his beloved. He quickly said they would stay tonight, and possibly the next night or the night after.

Hu Ling and Ran Mo looked at him and smiled. He was quite playful. But there was a problem. Azan's house already had three people staying there, and they might not be able to accommodate any more. They would need to find another place to stay.

Hu Ling suggested that she and Wu Shao move out, leaving the two of them to stay at Azan's. Qingsheng quickly declined, saying it was impossible to take over the host's place. The two men's laughter grew even more exhilarated at his inappropriate use of the idiom.

Ranmo told Hu Ling not to worry about them, as they had often lived together outside before. At this point, his face flushed and he stopped talking. Hu Ling understood and stopped dwelling on the matter, simply telling Ranmo to be more careful outside. Ranmo also reminded her to pay attention to her daily life and safety.

Qingsheng quietly slid to the side of Azan in front, put his arm around his shoulders, and said affectionately, "Zanzan, why don't you go back to Wu Shao's house these days? Why do you want to live here? It's too crowded for three people to live here. It would be much better for the two of them to live here."

Azan glanced at him and said, "Young Master Wu asked me to stay. He said that he and Hu Ling are not familiar with this place yet, so we should live together for a few days first."

Qingsheng nodded and said "Oh." Then he asked tentatively, "Have they always lived separately?" He turned around and patted himself, thinking that he had started to like prying.

Azan looked puzzled, unsure what Qingsheng was trying to ask. He casually said, "We're definitely separated at night, but during the day I go to the fields to read and practice boxing. I don't know what the two of them do at home."

Upon hearing this, Qingsheng quickly made a stop gesture, telling him to stop talking. He was afraid that if he continued, he would teach the child bad lessons.

As they strolled through the streets, they noticed the nearby inns. They were small and sparsely populated. But there was one not too far away that Azan was familiar with, and the facilities were quite good. After checking it out, they booked a room.

They chatted in the guest room for a while longer. As it was getting dark, the three of them, having eaten a lot at the market and not wanting to eat dinner, prepared to leave and go back.

Qingsheng was about to see them off. Young Master Wu said they were tired from the day's ride and that it would be best for them to rest early. They would get together again tomorrow. Then the two of them walked them out of the store.

Before leaving, Hu Ling and Ran Mo looked at each other with concern and understanding, and then said goodbye.