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

When the two entered the room, they found it clean and tidy, like a young lady's boudoir.

Beside the bed stood a plain zither, with a beautiful woman seated before it. At this moment, she raised her head from the zither, and seeing the two people's faces and figures, a glint of light flashed in her eyes, and then she returned to normal in an instant.

After a simple greeting, Ranmo looked at the woman. Her appearance was pure and elegant, and together with the calligraphy and painting on the table, she exuded an elegant atmosphere. Ranmo's inner restraint eased slightly.

The woman said, "I heard from Xin'er that you two are her friends. After meeting you today, you are indeed extraordinary."

Ran Mo said modestly: "The young lady looks quite elegant. I wonder if the document on the table is your masterpiece?" Ran Mo was observant and noticed the stack of manuscripts written in small regular script.

The woman nodded, picked up the manuscript and said, "It's indeed what I wrote in my spare time. In addition to poetry, I usually like to write novels and miscellaneous songs, which are not very mainstream. You can also help me take a look."

She handed the manuscript to Ranmo, who took it with both hands. Besides the beautiful handwriting, he could see the eye-catching title, "Red and White," and two small characters underneath, which must be the author's name: Hu Ling.

Ranmo's heart was filled with turmoil, but he kept silent. Qingsheng had been staring at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall since he entered the room, without saying a word.

Hu Ling was quite relaxed and forthright, actively discussing the contents of her manuscript. "This book is about lonely men and resentful women, all centered around the word 'love.' People are always greedy. Men want sisters, and women want brothers."

Brother Lian? Not only Ran Mo was stunned, even Qing Sheng turned around to look over.

Seeing this, Hu Ling hesitated to speak. After a moment's thought, she said, "I haven't decided on the ending for this book yet. I'm quite satisfied with the other one, but I haven't decided on a title yet. I wanted to call it 'A Lifetime of Fate,' but it seems a bit too cliché. I wonder if you could give me some advice, sir?" Her tone and expression sounded like she was asking for advice, but also as if she wanted to test Ranmo's literary talent.

Ran Mo pondered for a moment and said, "I feel that a book title shouldn't be too full of meaning. If it's full, it will overflow. Leaving blank space is very good, or rather exaggeration. So, either Half a Life or Three Lives and Three Worlds seems to have more meaning."

Hu Ling listened and pondered. After a while, she couldn't help but applaud and exclaimed, "Young Master, you are truly talented and quick-witted. After this guidance, I really feel like I have a better name in mind."

Ranmo nodded modestly. Qingsheng stared at her blankly, his mouth slightly open. Ranmo thought his family was strict, so today they were only discussing literature and not romance, fearing that if she showed off too much, he would look down on her.

Hu Ling recalled something and said, "My previous novels were widely circulated in the market, but those scoundrels pirated them and made me lose all my money while gaining fame. I heard from Xin'er that you are good at litigation, so I'm asking if you have any advice on how to deal with this situation."

Ran Mo was a little confused. Why was he asking about copyright protection? She hadn't seen any clues about this in the laws of Dayue Country. This was a good thing for her. So she explained:

"This kind of lawsuit is relatively rare. Right now, I'm afraid all you can do is hire some people to catch those who are printing pirates, and then threaten them with handing them over to the authorities, forcing them to stop or give up their earnings, which might help to mitigate the losses.

Of course, using your talent to write good books and gain a reputation, or even to leave your name in history, is a more worthy path to pursue."

Hu Ling was originally worried about this matter, but after hearing Ran Mo's guidance and praising her literary achievements, she couldn't help but smile and thank him repeatedly.

Xin'er also gave Ranmo a thumbs-up. The atmosphere in the room became lively.

Hu Ling looked at Ranmo and Qingsheng and sighed again. Ranmo didn't know why. Hu Ling said softly:

"I am so fortunate to meet you two gentlemen today. You two are truly a perfect match. It really proves what I wrote in my book: every woman in the world wishes to have a white gentleman and a red gentleman by her side."

As her eyes turned to autumn, she even chanted a line of poetry, "How can there be twin lotuses in the world, reflecting cinnabar under the white moonlight."

Qingsheng and Xin'er were completely bewildered. What was this about the Red Young Master and the White Young Master? Ranmo, however, understood the meaning. But the topic clearly couldn't be taken any further, so he cut it short. "Sister Hu, you're truly talented. When your new book is ready for printing, could you please give me a copy?"

Hu Ling said happily, "Of course. I only ask you to come here more often and give me some advice. It would be very beneficial for me."

Ran Mo smiled without saying anything. He only caught a glimpse of Qing Sheng's frown, thinking to himself: "Come here more often? Wishful thinking!"

Ran Mo also wanted to end today's topic, so he searched through the ancient books he had read carefully and roughly repeated a passage from "The Oil Seller and the Oiran" as a conclusion:

"Before leaving, I'd like to give Sister Hu two words of wisdom. If a young man possesses the looks of Pan An and the wealth of Deng Tong, he'll naturally enjoy harmony with his superiors and subordinates, becoming the king of the brothel and the chief confidant at the Mandarin Duck Gathering. However, there's a two-word maxim: 'help' and 'lining'. 'Help' is like the back of a shoe; 'lining' is like the lining of a garment.

If someone has a strength and supports him, then he should be treated with great respect. If he has a weakness, then he should be covered up for it, offering warmth and comfort, meeting his needs and avoiding his concerns, judging his feelings by his feelings. How can we not love him? Only those who know how to support others are the most popular. They are beautiful even if they don't have looks, and rich even if they don't have money. I hope that we can help each other more in the future."

Hu Ling was filled with admiration after hearing this. The other two were stunned and dumbfounded. After a while, at Qingsheng's urging, they said goodbye to the host.

Qingsheng and Xin'er walked in front. Hu Ling quietly tugged at Ranmo's collar from behind, then raised her thumbs and asked, "Excuse me, but are you and that young man a couple?"

Ran Mo was startled, not knowing what she meant, and didn't dare to answer rashly. Hu Ling was straightforward and said with a smile, "You don't have to hide it from me. With my years of observing people, I can tell from your features and figure that you are a young woman. But are you only here in disguise today?"

Ran Mo's heart tightened, and he was afraid that the two of them would hear him, so he said quickly, "We'll talk about this in detail later. Don't tell anyone."

Hu Ling nodded. "If we were sisters, it would be easier for us to get along in the future. Don't just leave and never come back."

Ran Mo nodded in agreement. He thought, "With your talent and achievements in the future, I can't even hope to reach your level. I wish I could learn more from you in person in this life."

The two waved goodbye, and Ran Mo chased after them.

Qingsheng and Xin'er were already waiting for her outside the fireworks building. When they saw her come out, they clapped their hands in greeting, as if they had agreed to do so, as if they were welcoming a distinguished guest.

Ranmo was confused. Qingsheng looked at her with a complicated expression and said quietly, "Mr. Ranmo is truly amazing! It's a shame he's only a lawyer. He should try more..."

Ran Mo interrupted and asked, "What else should we do?"

Qingsheng pretended to be in deep thought, then looked at her and said, "You should become a great writer."

Ran Mo chuckled. She had indeed been fond of literature before, and had even tried to master both law and literature, creating a perfect duo.

Besides being a lawyer, she really wanted to continue her unfinished literary dream and write a few popular works like Hu Ling.

What she wanted most was to write a classical romance. As for how to write it, what subject matter to write about, who to feature as the protagonist... She looked up at the person beside her. She needed to carefully consider and deliberate.