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

Ranmo and Qingsheng sent Xin'er home first. Ranmo was not very convenient to go in, so he said goodbye to Xin'er not far away.

Xin'er said reluctantly: "Ranmo, can we still meet often in the future?"

Ran Mo smiled and nodded. Xin'er said, "You won't look down on me just because my family runs a brothel, right?"

Ran Mo was stunned for a moment, then soothed him, "There is no high or low in any career. As long as we do our best, we can live happily and comfortably."

After hearing this, Xin'er happily shook hands with Ranmo, glanced at Qingsheng again, and went into the house. The two of them then walked back.

Qingsheng tilted his head back slightly, as if lost in thought. Ranmo asked him what he was thinking about.

Qingsheng said indifferently, "She seems to like you very much."

Ran Mo almost laughed out loud. Was she jealous? She didn't have the nerve to bring it up. "Xin'er is my very good friend. She's the one who always comforts me when I'm down." Her eyes moistened as she spoke.

Qingsheng fell silent upon hearing this. He knew very well how valuable such a friend was.

Seeing Ran Mo's expression change, he said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I was stingy. I shouldn't be jealous."

Ran Mo was delighted when he heard this. He even knew the word jealous? Thinking of all those new terms he'd come up with before, he wanted to find out what was going on.

She said sternly, "Don't throw that word around. Let me ask you, did you already know this, or did you just come up with it on the spur of the moment?"

Qingsheng scratched his head sheepishly. "I don't know why this word suddenly popped up in my mind. I've never heard it used like this before. I just thought the sour vinegar metaphor was quite appropriate."

It's strange to say, ever since I met you, new and unusual words and phrases have always popped up in my mind."

He looked at Ran Mo suspiciously, then poked her playfully and said, "Tell me the truth, did you cast any spell on me?"

Ran Mo was amazed. Could it be that they really had telepathy? Could the modern words and even thoughts in her mind be transmitted to him appropriately? If that were true, it would be a good thing. The two of them would have more common language.

She was stunned at first, then delighted. Qingsheng came closer and looked at her face curiously.

Ran Mo regained his composure and said to Qing Sheng, "Then let me ask you a question. If one day I could take you to another dynasty, or another more interesting world, would you be willing?"

Qingsheng smiled and said, "As long as you take me there, I'm willing."

Ran Mo's heart warmed. Qing Sheng continued, "Actually, there's something I haven't told you."

Ran Mo pricked up his ears and listened attentively. Qing Sheng said with a hint of sadness, "When I left you that time, I was really worried. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to see you again the next time I came.

You give me a really different feeling, even a little bit unlike this mortal world. I am so afraid that you will return to your own world, leaving me alone to watch in sorrow.

Perhaps feeling a little out of control, Qingsheng feigned relief and said, "I don't want to have another person looking for my mother when there's still no news."

Hearing Qingsheng's words, Ranmo's heart surged. Wasn't that exactly how he'd felt at the time? He'd been so afraid of losing him, of not being able to see him again. He hadn't expected their emotional connection to be so profound.

Speaking of her mother, Qingsheng told her to go back and ask her mother if she had any news about his mother.

Ranmo nodded. The two prepared to go back. Qingsheng leaned in and asked, "Aren't you afraid of living alone without your mother?"

It was a joke, but it inadvertently evoked Ranmo's inner sadness. The image of his childhood, when he was alone at home, longing for his mother to come home soon, flashed through his mind again.

Seeing the sadness on her face, Qingsheng panicked a bit and said quickly, "I was just joking. I thought you, as a man, wouldn't..." Then he said half-seriously, "If you're really scared, I can go over and keep you company."

I won't accompany you for a minute. Ran Mo hummed in his heart. He said seriously, "What should I be afraid of as a man? I'm just a little worried about my mother being tired from the journey."

The two stopped joking and walked towards Ranmo's house. They would arrive just after turning the corner.

At this moment, several people came over from a distance, looked towards them, and called out loudly: "Mr. Chu, where have you been? It's so hard for us to find you!"

Hearing the voice, Qingsheng looked up and waved with a smile.

In an instant, the men were before him. Ran Mo looked over. The man in the middle was tall, with an imposing presence, dressed like a young master from a wealthy family. The man next to him was shorter, with bright eyes and white teeth, a true handsome young man. The other was Qingyan, the servant who had delivered the tables and chairs earlier.

Qingsheng introduced Ranmo, "These are the Wu Shao and Hua Shao I mentioned earlier."

Ran Mo bowed slightly. Young Master Wu looked at Ran Mo and said, "Are you the Master Yun that Young Master Chu often mentioned? You are indeed handsome and talented."

Ranmo felt a little embarrassed by the compliment and quickly thanked him for sending tables and chairs to the lawyer's stall. Young Master Wu said it was not necessary to be polite, as his family and Qingsheng were old friends, and Qingsheng's friends were his friends.

Qingsheng asked, "What do you want to talk to me about? I'm just about to go back."

"You don't have to go back yet. We're looking for you to go to Zuihualou for drinks and fun. Young Master Yun happens to be there too, so let's go together and have some fun."

Ran Mo was about to refuse, but Qing Sheng blocked her out, saying, "Young Master Yun is a quiet and elegant person. He doesn't like drinking occasions like that."

Wu Shao smiled and said, "Of course, it's not just about drinking and having fun, but also about reciting poems and composing couplets. Master Yun must enjoy this kind of elegant activity."

"He has already recited poems with others today, and I'm afraid he is a little tired. He wants to go back soon. Right, Ranmo?" Qingsheng looked at her and said.

Ran Mo didn't like attending crowded and noisy events, so it was good for him to block them for her. So he nodded and expressed a little regret to Wu Shao.

Young Master Wu glanced at the two of them, then at Young Master Hua next to him, flashing a barely perceptible smile as he said, "That's such a pity. Ran Mo, please do us the honor of visiting some other day. We all want to hear you sing a free and easy song."

Ranmo finally understood what Qingsheng had said to them. Smiling and nodding, he told Qingsheng that he was almost home and didn't need to see him off, so he could go have some drinks with them.

Qingsheng nodded. The others said goodbye to Ranmo and watched him leave. Then they turned and headed back to Zuihualou.

Things have been a bit rough these past two days. Ranmo fell asleep as soon as he got home. When he woke up, it was already daylight. He pulled himself up, packed up, and rushed to the lawyer's stall.

I didn't see Qingsheng. I guess he was having a party with friends last night and is probably still in a deep sleep.

A few people came here and there to ask questions. One of them left a deep impression on Ranmo: a woman with frosty white hair.

She said she was the second wife of a timber merchant. Her husband treated her well, but his relationship with his children was strained. She worried that if he passed away, she would be left without support and even without a roof over her head.

Ranmo suggested that she ask her husband to write a will in advance, leaving her a house in the future. The old lady shook her head, saying that her family followed old customs and rules and would not leave the house to an "outsider" like her. As she spoke, she wiped the corner of her eyes with her sleeve.

Ran Mo felt a little emotional. He offered her some advice, "You can always try to leave some wiggle room. If he really doesn't want to share the property rights with you, you can try to get him to give you the necessary living space, as long as you can live there for the rest of your life. If he's really interested, he'll consider everything carefully. Don't forget to find a few guarantors to testify."

This borrows from the new residential registration system stipulated in the previous Civil Code, effectively protecting the basic housing rights of some co-residents or remarried elderly people. Although its application in this case is still lacking, it is better than nothing.

The old lady also asked questions such as how to discuss and write them down for preservation, and Ranmo answered them one by one.

The old lady was grateful and went home to discuss the matter with satisfaction.

Late in the afternoon, Ran Mo was packing up and preparing to go home when a few people came rushing towards him.

Looking up, he saw Qingsheng, Wu Shao, and Hua Shao. Ranmo didn't know why they came, so he looked at Qingsheng.