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

Ran Mo looked at Qing Sheng's slightly nervous expression, and said with a slight turn of his eyes: "Yes, you have exposed my identity. What should we do? It seems that we have to..."

"What do we have to do?" Qingsheng asked anxiously. He was afraid that Ranmo would say something like they had to break up.

Ran Mo burst out laughing. Qing Sheng was stunned at first, then he understood Ran Mo's little thoughts and hugged her tightly, saying, "Well, you dare to play tricks on me. Tell me your true thoughts quickly and I'll let you go."

Ran Mo pushed him away with her little pink fist, panting as she said, "It's okay to tell you. In fact, I've been thinking about this for a long time, to resume my daughter's identity." Seeing Qing Sheng smile, she added, "But if that happens, firstly, I won't be able to study in the academy anymore, and secondly, I won't be able to see you often."

Seeing Qingsheng's doubtful expression, he continued, "Think about it. Even if it's Master Wu, let alone others, would he allow a girl to see you so often? He'd definitely try to stop us from seeing each other under the pretext of disrupting your martial arts practice."

Qingsheng nodded slightly, as if he understood what she said, but he was a little unwilling. He murmured, "From now on, I'll be the only one looking for you. Can't I just keep it a secret from him?"

Ran Mo smiled and shook his head, "There's no such thing as an impenetrable wall. Besides, I don't want to be too conspicuous." Qing Sheng's eyes lit up when he heard this and said, "You said we were conspicuous. I'd like to experience what it's like to be conspicuous in public."

Ran Mo frowned slightly. "Showing off in public" wasn't a good word. She made up her mind and said, "Given the current situation, let's just maintain the status quo for now. At most, I'll just let a few close people know."

Qingsheng twisted his fingers together, then looked up at the sky, muttering to himself, "Let me help you calculate the number of people close to you. Auntie, Weihua, and I are obvious, and Young Master Wu knows too. The only ones left are Azan, Xin'er, and the others."

Ranmo looked up at him and thought to herself that he was really not shy, lumping himself in with his mother and Weihua. Qingsheng seemed not to notice her reaction and continued:

"Azan and Xin'er are the closest to us. Why don't I tell them about it one day, or you can tell me." Then he looked at Ran Mo with a smile.

Ran Mo suddenly felt inexplicably irritated. She and Azan had been childhood sweethearts, and she and Xin'er had also become close friends. Besides friendship, there must have been a legendary, subtle affection between them.

Now that they knew her identity, embarrassment would be secondary. If she had hurt those two people's feelings in some way, she would really feel sorry for them.

She looked at Qingsheng, hoping to get some comfort or enlightenment from him. Qingsheng simply said, "There are some things you will have to face sooner or later." Ranmo sighed slightly and said, "It depends on the situation. There is no need to introduce it specifically. Just talk when the opportunity arises."

Qingsheng nodded, put his arm around Ranmo's shoulders and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. It's time for us to enjoy our own world of two." After that, he closed his eyes slightly and moved his face closer.

Ran Mo gently placed her index finger on his lips and said, "Don't worry, let's go to Azan's house first to inform him that he's going to the banquet. We haven't seen him for a long time."

Qingsheng made a disappointed expression and said, "Okay, you have to pay double when you come back." Ranmo pinched his face and asked him to go to Azan's house together.

When I arrived, I found Azan alone at home. His face was rosy and round, and he looked a little fatter than before. It seemed that he was in a good mood and had a good meal recently.

Azan was also very happy to see the two of them. He took Ranmo's hand and asked him questions affectionately for a long time. Qingsheng was a little fidgeting beside him, but he could do nothing about it. He thought it would be best to let Ranmo reveal his true identity as soon as possible, otherwise when would this hugging and holding each other end?

After Ran Mo told him about attending the banquet at Wu Shao's house, Azan widened his eyes and said:

"Really? I haven't even been to a big restaurant. If I go to Mr. Wu's house for a banquet, there must be a lot of delicious food. Then I won't eat at home that day."

Ran Mo smiled and said, "You're such a foodie." Qing Sheng added, "Look at your ambition. Tell me what you want to eat. I'll take you to Dayue City, and you'll have everything you want."

Azan smiled sheepishly and said, "I'm just having fun. By the way, when we go there, we just need to eat, right? Is there any need to give a speech, write a poem, or perform a show?"

Qingsheng replied, "Think of it as a poetry reading. You won't be needed for any performances; the Wu family will invite a singing and dancing troupe to entertain. All you have to do is talk."

Azan blinked and said, "It's not that I'm worried about myself. It's just that I once saw Ayi perform a beautiful dance. It would be a shame not to show off her skills at the party."

The two of them nodded in agreement. Azan was right. Ayili was truly worthy of performing a dance at the banquet. Since it was the Wu family's own banquet, and Ayili was one of them, perhaps there would actually be an opportunity. Azan had indeed hit the nail on the head.

Upon hearing their approval, Azan raised his head proudly and continued, "In addition to Ayi's dance, I think Hu Ling's guzheng playing and singing skills are also amazing. It would be great if we could perform together."

Upon hearing this suggestion, their expressions changed slightly. This kid, it seems, hasn't considered the sensitive interests involved. Even getting Hu Ling to attend the banquet required considerable persuasion. How could they dare let her sing in public at this moment?

The two of them wanted to avoid the topic. Ran Mo thought again and decided that it would be okay to talk to Azan about it. Besides, it was Azan's family who helped him a lot when he was hiding in the suburbs last time.

Ran Mo then said, "Whether Sister Hu plays the piano or not is secondary to the banquet she attends this time. What she cares most about is being treated well by the host family and even the guests."

Azan is also a smart kid. He immediately understood the meaning of this. He patted his head and said:

"Oh, I actually overlooked that. But it doesn't matter. With our group of friends protecting and supporting her, we will never let her be ridiculed or embarrassed."

Ranmo secretly praised Azan upon hearing this, saying that he had really grown up and was now able to take on responsibilities. Qingsheng also patted Azan on the shoulder and praised him:

"Good boy, you are quite loyal. Then let me ask you, if Ran Mo and I encounter problems in the future, will you support us wholeheartedly?"

"Of course," Azan blurted out, then rolled his eyes and said suspiciously: "It's enough for you to say it, why do you have to mention Ranmo?" Qingsheng felt a little embarrassed when he heard this and didn't know how to respond.

Fortunately, Azan said: "If it's Ranmo, I will definitely do my best to help. As for you, that's another matter."

"What?" Qingsheng took the opportunity to grab his neck and said, "You don't even recognize me as your master?" Azan twisted his neck to break free, coughed twice and said, "That's not what I meant. I mean, you are so skilled in martial arts, do you still need my help?"

Qingsheng slowed down his tone and said, "You don't understand this. Some things cannot be solved by force. They require communication. Do you understand communication? Just like Ranmo, communicate with people in a caring and pertinent way. Right, Ranmo?" As he said that, he looked at Ranmo.

Ran Mo nodded, but was afraid that Qing Sheng would blurt out what they had just talked about, so he said, "Azan, please tell Xin'er about going to the banquet." "I'm not going. I don't like going into his house." Azan refused.

Ranmo knew he hated the red-haired guy, so he stopped forcing her, thinking he'd go find Xin'er later. Qingsheng said from the side, "Great, that's where you're wrong. It's better to resolve a feud than to create one, and we can't persecute others. We can't treat others coldly just because we hate one person."

Azan rolled his eyes at him and said, "I'm not being cold to Xin'er, but unless his brother apologizes to me for bullying me before, I won't pay any attention to him."

The two of them saw that Azan's temper was also good. Qingsheng smiled and said, "Then let me ask you a question. If Xin'er confessed her love to you one day, what would you do?"

Oh my god, this is too straightforward. Ranmo almost fainted, and Azan pouted and said, "You are just making up your mind. Why don't you tell Ranmo when you will confess your feelings to him?"

Hearing this, the two were stunned. They hadn't expected that Azan's words would come true. Judging from his expression, it must have been just a joke. But Qingsheng couldn't contain his excitement and said with a barely concealed smile:

"Your analogy is good. Do you really want to know how Ran Mo reacts after I confessed my feelings to her? How about we demonstrate it in front of you now?"

"Qingsheng!" Ran Mo grumbled. Then, he noticed something strange on Azan's face. It looked like he'd remembered something, or was overthinking it. His expression, which had been cheerful just now, had suddenly turned solemn. Then, he sat down on the bench and remained silent.

The two of them didn't know why he looked like that, and they didn't dare to ask any further questions. Qingsheng hurriedly comforted him, "I was just joking with you. How can a man not be able to handle such a little joke?"

Azan sighed and said, "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired. Why don't you go find Xin'er first? I'll rest at home for a while."

Seeing that Azan had issued the "eviction order", the two of them did not want to stay any longer, so they said goodbye and left. Azan responded and got up and went back into the hut.

The two walked out of the yard, whispering about what happened to Azan, as if he was stimulated by something. Ran Mo continued, "You saw it too, right? It's better not to rush into talking about that matter, especially the one between us."

Qingsheng nodded in agreement. But he had another thought: if this Azan hadn't worked, wouldn't there be another person he could try next? Thinking of this, a mischievous smile appeared on his face. Even Ranmo didn't notice.