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

Ranmo woke up early in the morning and felt a bit bored, so he went out for a walk. He came across an alleyway he hadn't walked into before. He walked in, and the more he walked, the more familiar it felt.

This narrow alley connects the residential area and an activity area. Passing through it can save a lot of time.

Ranmo recalled a life she'd taken along this same path. It was a good path, but the environment wasn't great. It had brought her immense fear and even pain.

The town's houses were scattered sparsely, separated by large tracts of empty land and uninhabited buildings. Walking through this dark and empty corridor at night was a real ordeal.

There were no streetlights, no human voices, and the dilapidated, abandoned mud houses and warehouses on either side looked like giant monsters lurking in the dark. The journey, which lasted only a few dozen seconds, felt like an eternity.

What’s even more terrifying is that this alley can be called an ink-stained nightmare, with thrilling and tragic experiences.

It was a brightly sunny afternoon. Xiao Ranmo walked through the alley.

A coal truck suddenly turned sharply around the corner ahead. Unable to dodge, she watched helplessly as the sharp stainless steel handlebar rammed her pinky finger into the adobe wall, tearing the flesh and bleeding profusely.

She burst into tears of pain. The cart driver was stunned.

She was sent to the hospital for examination. Fortunately, no bones were broken. After disinfection, stitches and bandaging, she finally recovered.

Even after the injury healed, the little finger of his left hand still could not be fully straightened, leaving a clearly visible white hard scar.

Ranmo was now worried about whether the alleyway assault would happen again. It was so sudden and unpredictable. The scene was so horrific that it made her heart pound just thinking about it.

Whether an emergency can be effectively avoided depends on many factors, including timing, handling ability, memory, luck, etc.

All the difficulties I'd encountered before were like slow, steady streams of water, something I could slowly devise and resolve. But this situation was clearly different. Even with all the preparations, it was inevitable that something would be overlooked, and sometimes things just happened so quickly.

Ran Mo was worried about this and was at a loss as to what to do.

After lunch, Weihua told Ranmo that she had already arranged a deal and was just waiting for the person to come and pick up the goods. In the afternoon, she even went outside to check if the person had arrived.

The man didn't show up, but Qingsheng did. Weihua welcomed him into the house with a beaming smile. Qingsheng asked if he needed any help with the cloth. He also said he had mentioned this to Mr. Wu, and if he needed any, he could buy from her.

Upon hearing this, Weihua jumped up happily. She didn't expect that Qingsheng still cared about her.

While they were chatting, the customer arrived. He took a look at the goods and thought they were good, but it was difficult for one person to move. Qingsheng patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, we'll deliver it to your door." He picked up the cloth and followed the man out.

Wei Hua followed behind, wanting to see him off. She ran into Pang Ya and told her that Aunt Li had found an extra piece of cloth after taking inventory, and she could take it if she wanted.

Wei Hua was eager for more people to come, so she asked Pang Ya to go with her to Aunt Li's place. She also told Ran Mo to help Qing Sheng, and Ran Mo followed.

When they were halfway there, they came to the alley that Ranmo had just visited. The customer said that it would be closer to him if they went through here, so Qingsheng followed him into the alley and called for Ranmo to follow.

The three of them walked down the long alley. When they reached the end of the alley, someone met them. Qingsheng delivered the goods and told them to come back often if needed. The person thanked him and left. Qingsheng had picked up the art of business etiquette quite quickly.

The two of them walked back through the alley. Qingsheng climbed onto her shoulders affectionately, as if he hadn't seen her for a few days. They were silent, relaxed and at ease.

Halfway down the alley, Ran Mo suddenly felt the sunlight glare, accompanied by swirling circles of light. She suddenly had a sense of déjà vu. A bad premonition struck her. Could it be?

Just as I was stunned, I saw a swift cart rushing out of control from a side road!

The fork in the road extended to a large slope. It was not a road and had not attracted Ran Mo's attention before. Who would have thought that someone would rush down here pulling a cart?

It's time to come!

Ranmo screamed and tried to dodge. But the cart seemed to have eyes and rushed straight towards Ranmo. Ranmo almost closed his eyes and let it go.

In a flash, Qingsheng spun around, lifted Ranmo into the air, and set him aside. The sharp handlebars didn't yield, piercing Qingsheng's inner thigh.

Ran Mo was still in shock. Across from him was the pale face of the cart driver.

Ran Mo didn't care about anything else and hurried to check Qing Sheng's injuries. Qing Sheng was sitting on the ground at this moment, the handlebars had already bounced off, his pants were punctured at the thigh, and blood was oozing out.

He still held on and asked Ranmo if he was hurt. Ranmo shook his head, heartbroken.

She clenched her fists and angrily questioned the rickshaw driver, "How did you pull the rickshaw? You rushed down the steep slope, turned without looking or slowing down, and hit someone. What if you injured them? Can you bear the responsibility?"

Ran Mo let out all the grievances and anger he had suffered from the injury at this moment!

She has also passed the driving test. If the traffic rules are followed, this guy will be deducted at least six points.

The cart driver stared at him, speechless. Judging by his appearance and clothing, he looked like a poor man. He had to be even more careful in what he did.

Qingsheng reassured Ranmo that it was only a minor injury and nothing serious. He waved his hand and told the rickshaw driver to leave. Ranmo said no, "I'm in this business. I have to pay every penny I owe."

Qingsheng smiled and touched her head, saying, "With your concern, I don't feel the pain anymore." He also said, "It's really nothing serious. He had survived much more serious injuries when practicing martial arts before. This little injury is nothing."

The cart driver trembled as he offered his apology to the two men. He also explained that he had been so anxious to take a shortcut to deliver the mud and mortar to the client because he was worried about his elderly mother and hungry children at home, but he hadn't expected to cause such trouble. As he spoke, a few tears fell.

Seeing this, and considering Qingsheng's wishes, Ranmo didn't want to pursue the matter any further. He just hoped that Qingsheng's injuries were only minor.

Ranmo called the man over and helped Qingsheng back home. The man apologized again and left. Ranmo asked Qingsheng to sit on his bed and checked his injuries again.

From the looks of it, it's just a superficial wound, so I'm lucky. If I want to clean and bandage it, I can't do it with my pants on.

Ranmo didn't care about anything else and asked Qingsheng to take off his pants. Qingsheng was a little shy. Ranmo said in a slightly blaming tone: "Why are you still being so shy now? If you don't take it off, I will take it off."

Qingsheng smiled and didn't insist. With Ranmo's help, he took off his outer pants with some effort, leaving only a pair of gray fleece shorts.

A two-inch-wide wound appeared, the skin peeling back, the wound quite deep. Spots of crimson blood oozed out, a few strands of leg hair mixed in.

Ran Mo was noisy just now, but now he was a little shy. Even if he tried not to look, those two muscular thighs still caught his eye.

She held her breath and cleaned Qingsheng's wound, then dried it with a cloth before bandaging it with a clean patch from home. Luckily, no vital injuries were inflicted. Otherwise, Ranmo would have cried.

After finishing, she lifted Qingsheng's legs and let him lie flat on the bed to rest. Qingsheng didn't say a word the whole time, let alone cry out in pain. He silently let Ranmo take care of him, feeling her careful care.

Ran Mo was incredibly grateful to Qingsheng. He had saved her from this disaster! That moment had been truly thrilling. If it hadn't been for Qingsheng, with the force of the cart hurtling down the slope, she would have suffered even more serious injuries.

Thinking of this, her hand involuntarily rested on Qingsheng's chest. Qingsheng silently grasped her hand. Then, she quietly placed her hand on his cheek, pressing it against his. With his eyes slightly closed, he looked like a child stroking his cheek in deep thought.