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

Ran Mo decided to have a fresh start. No matter what she faced in this life, she would not repeat the same mistakes or waste her youth.

Facing the sea, spring is here, flowers are blooming. Maintain a positive attitude, get along well with others, study the law well, and be a person of purpose and achievement.

The next morning, walking in the mottled light and shadows of the forest, she arrived on time at the place where she had received legal inquiries yesterday.

I was surprised to find that the table and sign had already been set up, with a waiter standing next to them.

Seeing her coming, the servant hurriedly bowed and said, "Hello, sir. I am from Young Master Wu's family. Young Master Chu instructed me before he left that I need to move the tables and chairs and other things here early in the morning for you to use. I will come back at noon and later in the evening to take care of them and move them back. I hope I won't delay your work."

Ranmo was moved upon hearing this. He hadn't expected Qingsheng to be so thoughtful and well-planned. He also learned that Qingsheng's surname was Chu, something he had forgotten to ask.

After Ranmo thanked him, the servant left. Before Ranmo could sit down, a man suddenly appeared beside him. It was the man who had asked him questions yesterday.

After a brief greeting, the man saw that there was no one around, so he blushed and told Ran Mo the details of the secret.

Ran Mo was startled and startled. Sometimes his brows furrowed, sometimes he speculated secretly, and sometimes he lowered his head and chuckled. In his heart, he kept thinking: Don't lose your composure, maintain professional ethics.

What the man described wasn't uncommon in Ranmo's time, but it certainly wasn't something he'd ever encountered before. He hadn't expected to hear this person recount it in person in this era.

The general situation is that the marriage between this man and his wife is actually similar to the "conjunction" marriage in modern society. The man has been weak since childhood and does not like women by nature and does not want to get married. However, under external pressure and the pressure of his parents, he is forced to marry the woman.

Coincidentally, the woman also had no feelings for the man and had a close friend. However, under the pressure of the world, she had to reluctantly give up her love and form a nominal marriage with the man.

This was destined to be a tragedy. The couple was childless after their marriage. They simply let things slide. The woman continued to pursue her close friend, enjoying a passionate affair. The man, unattached, suppressed himself all day, unable to satisfy even his basic sexual needs.

When the man occasionally expressed his complaints, the woman, taking advantage of her size, would beat him up, leaving him unable to fight back.

After saying this, the man lowered his head and wiped his eyes. Ran Mo expressed deep sympathy. Fate is a cruel trick. Who would want such a perverse thing to happen to them?

This is a tricky situation. Ranmo has no experience in this area, and there's no precedent to follow. It all depends on whether we can find a breakthrough and a new approach.

After some thought, Ranmo offered him some suggestions and options. If his wife had gone too far, he could have her disciplined by the clan members or the government. He could also consider negotiating a divorce with her, each going their separate ways and parting ways amicably.

The man shook his head, feeling that none of the options were satisfactory.

Ran Mo was at his wit's end. He wanted to dismiss the question and casually asked, "Does your wife treat you well? For example, she can make you happy occasionally..."

A glint of light flashed in the man's eyes, and his face flushed slightly. He said shyly, "To please her and provide some compensation, she would occasionally change into men's clothing, and he would dress as a girl. The two of them would interact like a play. It was quite amusing. This was his happiest time, and it somewhat relieved his inner pressure."

Ran Mo couldn't help but think, "Wow, my goodness, isn't this the legendary cosplay and role swapping? I didn't expect the ancients to have so much fun with it."

However, this is a good opportunity and breakthrough.

Ran Mo had an idea. Some things were inconvenient to discuss with him face to face. She needed to go back and prepare. She told the man to go back for now. Tomorrow morning, at the same time, he would come to her and she would give him a plan.

The man nodded doubtfully, then sighed and slowly walked back.

It was still early. A steady stream of people began to arrive at the stall. Some came to see the novelty, while others came to ask about matters at home or in business.

Ranmo brought the same energy and ingenuity he'd used to provide legal consultations. With his eloquence and ingenuity, and incorporating the fundamental laws of Dayue Nation into his responses, he was able to resolve many of the people's questions and confusions. Not only did he receive praise and gratitude from the crowd, but he also earned a considerable amount of fees.

Ran Mo thought that if he saved some more money, he could pay his own tuition and buy his mother some new clothes to show his filial piety.

Of course, you can also go out for a nice meal or go shopping with someone... Her face turned slightly red.

At noon, the Wu family's servant came over to see if he needed any help. Ran Mo asked him to push the tables and chairs back on the cart. She planned to run some commissioned work that afternoon.

She came to the street where she had bought the blueprints last time. There were many shops here, selling everything from brushes, inkstones, paper, and antiques to various kinds of things. The variety of small and inconspicuous items was even greater than she had expected.

Arriving at the door of a rather hidden little shop, Ran Mo looked around and then walked in stealthily.

It didn't take long for him to come out, with a small, tightly packed package tucked under his arm.

This was a hidden gem Ranmo had stumbled upon while buying blueprints. Even with modern people's keen senses, the locals probably weren't aware of the business it was doing. As for what she'd bought, only she and the shop owner knew, and it wasn't something she could share with anyone else.

Cautiously trotting along the way, Ranmo returned home with the package. She quickly hid it in a bamboo basket under the bed and covered it with a cloth. She absolutely couldn't let her family find out, or they'd beat her to death.

Later, she sat down at the table, spread out a piece of paper and a pen, and after a brief thought, she began to write.

"It's better to borrow than to do it yourself. Borrowing will reduce your excitement, but you can pursue true love with courage." This was the sixteen-character motto she gave the man. Every word was precious and her sincerity was evident.

The specifics of this would require her to discuss it with him face to face. This move wasn't groundless; many single people in their past lives had gone through this same growth and training process. It would be helpful to learn from their experience.

She put the item she had bought and the paper note into a small cloth bag. This was the magic trick she was going to give him as a gift.

The next day, Ran Mo got up early and went there. The man was already waiting under the tree, even earlier than the Wu family's servant.

Ran Mo beckoned him to a secluded spot. He first showed him the slip of paper. He glanced at it, a look of confusion on his face.

Ran Mo started with the last point. She tried to speak calmly and simply, telling him that love and affection were the most beautiful things in the world. Are you willing to waste your best years on this heartless, fake marriage? It's better to divorce amicably and boldly pursue your true love!

Seeing the man's dumbfounded expression, Ran Mo knew that these words were beyond his level of understanding and cognition. However, there was no other way out in this situation, so he had to use some drastic measures. Whether he understood and accepted it was up to him. Besides, there was something even more shocking coming.

Ran Mo slowly pulled something out of the small cloth bag and handed it to him, "Here, this is for you. Maybe it will come in handy."

The man took the heavy object, peeled off the oil paper, and was stunned. Then he couldn't hide his joy, "Sir, where did you get this? It's really rare!"

Ran Mo snorted and thought to himself, you don’t pay enough attention to life.

The object was made to be extremely lifelike and realistic. Although it was made of wood, it was as smooth as jade and felt great to the touch. The ochre-red color made it look even more powerful and majestic.

The man couldn't put it down and played with it, and asked casually, "Is this for my wife?"

"No, this is for you." Ran Mo said solemnly.

"Ah? Sir, don't laugh. How can I, a man, use this thing?" The man said, pretending to return the thing to Ranmo.

Ran Mo chuckled and said, "Forget it, I was reluctant to give it to you anyway." He reached out to take it. But the man withdrew his hand again and said, "Well, I'll take it back and ask my wife if she wants it. How much does it cost?"

Ranmo held up a finger. The man pulled out a hundred coins and handed it to Ranmo. He took it without hesitation. The delivery price was eighty coins, so the twenty would be his labor fee and consulting fee.

The handover was complete. The man bowed to Ranmo and said that no one had ever been so frank and open to his advice and showed him a way out.

Ran Mo comforted him, telling him to discuss things with his wife in the future and not to hurt their relationship. She also didn't want to say too much, for fear of being mistaken for a female hooligan and arrested.

The reason why Ran Mo took this risky move was due to his experience in his previous life.

When she was feeling lonely and unbearable earlier, she had imagined how wonderful it would be if there were such artificial devices for sale in the world. But she felt that it was immoral and impossible.

It wasn't until she was job-hunting in a provincial capital on the eve of graduation that she stumbled upon the very molds she'd imagined in a small health product market near the train station. The lifelike, indescribable "pink Ganoderma" swayed before her eyes, leaving her dazzled and captivated.

Life is like a kaleidoscope, its beauty and charm surpassing your imagination. You might think you're just being whimsical, but you never imagined others are already ahead of the times. Look how thoughtful society is for you. She even fell in love with this city from that moment on.

She also learned from some cultural relics, books, magazines, and picture albums that this kind of item, which adds fun to the bedroom, actually existed in ancient times. She didn't expect to find it in this small town. Of course, she wasn't using it for herself, but for a client.

She had originally wanted to look for any less established calligraphy and paintings by famous people, so she could collect them as a rare treasure. Before she found any calligraphy or paintings, she had stumbled upon this thing. It was a good way to put it to good use.

In any case, she felt relieved that she had solved another difficult case and helped someone who was in pain and confusion.