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

Oh, they're getting serious. Ran Mo was about to lose her mind. She didn't care about sworn brotherhood at all. She just wanted to hold his head and kiss him hard.

I repeated "be reserved" several times in my mind, and finally managed to calm down. In a calm yet slightly commanding tone, I told him:

"Let's not talk about this for now. Come here and give me a shoulder massage. You have no sense at all. You've been sitting here for half a day and haven't seen a single person. Your back is sore."

Qingsheng was speechless. What did this mean? Could it be that pinching someone's shoulder was more serious than sworn brotherhood? And the words were so harsh, lacking the reserve of a lawyer at all.

Thinking this in her mind, she had already raised her butt, stood obediently behind Ran Mo, and reached out to massage her.

Ran Mo chuckled, "I can't do anything to you, little brat." He then said, "Can you use a little more strength? Didn't you eat breakfast?"

Well, based on this sentence, Qingsheng secretly exerted force and almost pushed Ran Mo off the chair.

Ran Mo angrily climbed halfway up, stretched her neck, and yelled at Qing Sheng, "Who asked you to be so cruel? You want to murder your own husband? Do you know how to be gentle with women?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she wanted to slap herself. She had intended to pretend to be a wild boy or a domineering CEO, to scare this cool and arrogant boy in front of her, so that he would let go of his worries and get along with her peacefully and naturally, but she didn't expect that her nature would not change and she gave it away.

Qingsheng looked at her blankly, then shook his head speechlessly, then giggled, and then laughed out loud towards the sky.

Ranmo wanted to laugh, but couldn't. She wondered if Qingsheng would just walk away after seeing through her plan.

For a moment, he felt a little sad, as if he had made a mistake, and stood aside without saying anything.

As she was lost in thought, she felt a weight on her shoulders, and a strong hand pressed on them. She looked up and was met with that innocent face and eyes that sparkled with little stars.

Ran Mo didn't know what he wanted to say, so he said casually, "Go away." He didn't want to think about what he wanted to say anymore.

Qingsheng smiled, patted her shoulder, and said in a charming voice, "Little fool, why would I leave when you're here? Just promise me that you won't be so rude again. I still like the old you." After a pause, he continued, "Can we still get along like before? No matter what happens, let's not harbor any grudges or alienate each other."

Hearing his words, Ran Mo almost cried. These words, like the concern of an elder, and the admonition of a friend, were not so much a farewell to past grudges as a refusal to change one's heart.

Ran Mo nodded sincerely. Qing Sheng smiled with satisfaction, then suddenly had a mischievous thought and poked Ran Mo lightly in the waist before jumping away.

Ranmo was caught off guard, feeling a tingling sensation in his waist. He raised his hand and hit Qingsheng, who dodged left and right. The two of them circled around the small table, having a great time.

When Ran Mo caught up with him, he grabbed him and hit him a few times. Qing Sheng didn't fight back, just laughed. After the fight, they both leaned back in their chairs, panting.

After exchanging a glance, Qingsheng asked seriously, "Are we going to sit down and work seriously?" Ranmo nodded seriously, "Isn't that right?"

The two of them looked at each other with wicked smiles for a moment, and understood each other.

They both jumped up at the same time, one overturning the table, the other kicking down a chair, and then they pulled out the flags and threw them on the ground. Then they rolled up the blank paper on the table and threw it into the air, like snowflakes dancing in the air.

The two cheered, singing, dancing, and swaying like two little lunatics. "No lawsuits today, just relax every day. Come and have fun, we have plenty of time anyway..."

The two of them were laughing and joking, letting their nature run wild. They didn't care about the strange looks from passersby. They had never felt so relieved and happy.

Just as they were rejoicing, an old man with a thin face and simple clothes watched them for a long time from a distance.

When the two of them had calmed down, put away the table and chairs, and sat down to rest, the old man came to the table, looked at Qingsheng and said with surprise: "You are the prince!"

Qingsheng and Ranmo were both stunned. Qingsheng looked at the old man and asked in confusion, "Old man, do you recognize me?"

The old man nodded excitedly, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and said, "I once managed supplies at your house. You were still young then, so I'm afraid you don't remember me. After I left the house, I would visit every few years. I saw you grow up, so I can recognize you."

Qing Sheng was delighted to hear this and hurriedly asked the old man to sit down. The old man looked at him lovingly and chatted with him about the affairs of the mansion.

Qingsheng suddenly thought of something and asked the old man expectantly, "You said you were in the mansion when I was young, so you must have seen my mother, right?"

The old man's face darkened for a moment, and he nodded.

Qing Sheng asked excitedly, "Then do you know where my mother is now? She left a long time ago. I have traveled to many places over the years just to find my mother's whereabouts."

As Qingsheng spoke, tears welled up in his eyes. Ranmo, watching from the side, also felt pity for him.

The old man said with a sad face, "I was indeed still here when your mother left the mansion. But I don't know the details. I only heard that something big happened in the mansion, but no one can explain it clearly, and no one dares to speak out."

Qingsheng fell silent upon hearing this. The old man's answer wasn't unexpected, but he still felt sad and unwilling to accept it. He calmed down and asked again, "Do you have any clues or information about what happened back then?"

The old man fell into deep thought, as if trying to dig up his memories. After a moment, he opened his eyes wide and said, "There should be a clue. I heard that she went to seek refuge with one of her sisters..."

Qingsheng couldn't wait to ask, "Do you know where my mother's sister is now?"

"I don't know where she is now, but your mother is heading south and will definitely pass through Xiaoyue City on the way. If she's staying here, or if her sisters are also here, then it would be easier to ask her."

Qingsheng clapped his hands and said happily, "Before, I also relied on help from many parties to lock my target on Xiaoyue City. I didn't know that my mother had a sister to look after her. Now I have a clearer idea."

The old man nodded and smiled, praising Qingsheng's filial piety.

Meeting an old friend in a foreign land helped Qingsheng a lot. Qingsheng insisted on inviting the old man to stay in the local area for a few more days to catch up with the past.

The old man declined, saying he was just passing through and had to go on some business. He said it was a privilege to meet him today and that he would have a long chat with him someday.

Qingsheng couldn't keep him, so he had to bow and thank him many times and bid farewell to the old man.

Ranmo was also happy that Qingsheng's case had made some progress. They sat together, pondering the old man's words and thinking about what to do next.

"My mother's sisters should be about the same age as my mother. There must be many women in their forties in Xiaoyue City. How can I find out?" Qingsheng pondered.

"Then let's adopt the human wave tactic and ask everyone one by one." Ran Mo got anxious and blurted out a modern term.

"That's right. Then who should I start asking?" Qingsheng muttered.

As if by a flash of inspiration, they both thought of the same person and blurted out at the same time: "Your (my) mother!"

Yes, isn't Ran Mo's mother a ready-made one? The two of them happily intertwined their arms, dancing and laughing in circles.

Qingsheng immediately wanted to drag Ranmo to her home to meet her mother. Ranmo said with regret: "It's a pity that my mother went to the county town and it will take a few days for her to come back. Let's wait for a while."

Qingsheng felt a little disappointed, but he still said cheerfully, "Okay, I'll ask Young Master Wu to help ask other people these days, and then I'll go visit your mother when she comes back."

He leaned his head closer to Ran Mo again and said softly, "I believe that both you and your mother will bring me good luck."

Ran Mo looked at him with sparkling eyes, thinking, aren't you my lucky star too?