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

Wei Hua returned and was shocked and angry to see Qing Sheng injured. Qing Sheng reassured her that it was nothing serious, just a minor injury. He briefly explained what happened, without mentioning the incident of helping Ran Mo block the car.

Wei Hua glared at Ran Mo, saying that he hadn't paid attention to the lane in front of his house, and that Qing Sheng had suffered as a result. Qing Sheng looked at her in surprise.

Ranmo had long been accustomed to her casual criticisms. There was always an endless supply of faults for Weihua to find in her. Even in front of outsiders, she was never given face.

In that life, when they were visiting relatives in the city, on a crowded bus, Ranmo stood holding their little nephew while Weihua carried something. She felt a little tired and wanted Weihua to take over, but she glared at her fiercely and shouted a harsh curse at her in front of everyone on the bus.

Those words were used by locals to insult grown women, yet she easily used them on a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. Ran Mo was completely disheartened and didn't say another word the entire way.

What she couldn't stand was Wei Hua's eyes. Her eyes were huge, and when she glared at someone, her nostrils flared (commonly known as "stretching her nose"), making her look like she was about to eat someone.

When Ranmo was watching "The Legend of Zhen Huan", the arrogant and domineering Concubine Hua looked familiar. Thinking about it carefully, her appearance and demeanor were exactly the replica of this "older sister".

She had endured it all these years. She didn't need her concern, just like she didn't know where she was when she hurt her finger.

After Wei Hua finished her scolding, she went to the kitchen to cook for Qing Sheng. Ran Mo stayed in the room to look after Qing Sheng and do some housework. Qing Sheng looked at her silently and asked her to sit down and rest for a while. Ran Mo shook her head and said she was not tired.

After resting, Qingsheng tried to get up and walk. He could walk without any problem, but the wounds opened easily, and blood oozed out again. The pain was like a sharp stab.

Ranmo quickly asked him to sit down and put the food on the bedside for him to eat. Qingsheng felt a little embarrassed. It was not a serious injury, but the small wound was still a bit of a hindrance.

As dusk fell, Wei Hua and Ran Mo looked at each other, undecided whether to let Qing Sheng go back or stay. Qing Sheng remained silent.

Finally, the two sisters seemed to have made up their minds. It was a rare moment of tacit agreement and unanimity between them on this matter. Qingsheng had been helping out quite a bit lately, and he had been injured while delivering goods. With his mother away, it wasn't absurd to let this well-mannered young man stay at home to recuperate.

They were silent. After tidying up a bit, they all went to bed. Ranmo lit some incense in the room to repel mosquitoes and help with sleep.

After a good night, Wei Hua went out to contact her old friend to help with the shipment. Ran Mo helped Qing Sheng get up and wash. After breakfast, he changed his bandages.

Qingsheng didn't want to lie in the house, so Ranmo helped him sit on a chair in the yard.

Ran Mo never had time to thank him. As soon as she opened her mouth, Qing Sheng stopped her, saying that he had only moved her away subconsciously, and that he was tough, so a little injury was nothing.

Ran Mo looked at him with a mixture of anger and affection. Qing Sheng smiled slightly and said, "Wei Hua seems to be quite straightforward. Do you usually argue with her?"

Ran Mo knew what he wanted to say, and just said that they were used to it. His mother had a fierce personality and sometimes scolded them without mercy.

Seeing her relieved expression, Qingsheng also felt relieved. Ranmo thought of something and although he didn't want to ask, he still spoke up, "You don't seem to have asked me about when my mother will be back these days."

"Don't ask for now. Young Master Wu has already found out some information for me."

Ran Mo hurriedly asked what the news was. Qing Sheng said, "Young Master Wu's father knows something. He said he did see my mother interacting frequently with a woman from town in the early years, but he didn't know if they were the sisters the old man mentioned."

Ran Mo raised his head and asked, "Who is that woman?" Qing Sheng replied firmly, "Yes, it's your mother."

Although Ran Mo was mentally prepared, she was still slightly shocked. She asked in confusion, "Since you already knew she was my mother, why didn't you mention it in the past few days?"

"At first I was anxious to ask, but then I thought about it and decided to wait for your mother to come back and let her tell me in detail. After all, there are many uncertainties in this matter..." Qingsheng said frankly.

Ran Mo thought about it. What if the outcome she eagerly awaited turned out to be different from what she had imagined? This was also why she never wanted to inquire about where "that one" in her family was doing well.

Qingsheng's next words surprised her again. He told Ranmo that the Wu family was an old family in this area and they still remembered many past events. They also knew something about Ranmo's family.

It's worth mentioning that a powerful figure had warned the residents not to gossip about the situation, lest they be punished. Therefore, even when Young Master Wu's father asked for details, he evaded the question.

This explanation cleared up the confusion in Ranmo's mind: why had no one around her ever mentioned certain details about her family, especially any information about that person?

Ran Mo laughed inwardly. How could this be like a suspenseful blockbuster? Others wouldn't talk about it, and I didn't bother asking. But my curiosity inevitably grew.

Qingsheng groaned, perhaps disturbing the wound when he shifted his sitting position. Ranmo quickly leaned over to check for bleeding. Fortunately, there was nothing unusual.

Suddenly realizing that their posture was somewhat indecent, she quickly retracted her head, a blush appearing on her face.

Qingsheng pretended to be calm, looked up at the sky, and scratched his fingers.

Ran Mo asked tentatively: "You should go back tonight."

Qingsheng turned and looked at her directly, with an expression of shock and disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that the person in front of him would be so ruthless as to drive him away.

Ran Mo was speechless. He simply waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, stay as long as you like."

Qingsheng was now beaming with joy. Then he remembered something and said, "I'll pay for the accommodation later."

Ran Mo said forget it. Buying rice and groceries requires spending money outside, and this bed is just sitting there unused anyway, so if someone sleeps on it more often, it will bring good luck.

She looked at Qingsheng and remembered the old saying about a man with a fiery temperament. This masculine figure might really add some heat to her little bed.

When they returned to the house, Qingsheng noticed a small wooden window, one foot square, on the wall separating the two rooms, separated by a brown wooden board. He curiously asked Ranmo what it was used for.

Ran Mo told him that this was a small window that her mother had asked the craftsman to make when she was a child and slept in a separate room, so that she could check on what was happening next door at any time. Many families have this kind of small window in the wall between their houses.

Qingsheng walked over and grabbed the handle of the small window. He gently lifted it up, and the window opened, allowing him to see what was happening in the house opposite. He lowered it again, and the board closed again.

He became interested and started playing with it by pulling it up and down. Ranmo told him to stop, so he stopped.

Later, seeing that Wei Hua had not returned yet, the two washed up and prepared to rest.

Ran Mo hadn't washed his long hair for several days. Taking advantage of the warm weather, he carefully scrubbed his hair clean in the yard.

When she returned to the house, she combed her hair and searched for a headband. After finding it, she felt the heat and decided to let her hair down.

Then she took off her clothes, leaving only a red bellyband. There was a belt inside, which she would remove after getting into bed. Her shoulders and back were bare. Her skin was as white as cream.

When Ran Mo lay down on the bed, he looked back inadvertently and found that the small window separating the two rooms was suddenly open!