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

Hearing this familiar voice, Ran Mo couldn't help but feel a headache. It was indeed an unavoidable enemy from a past life. It looked like another fight was inevitable in this life.

"Oh, I forgot to mention that your sister Weihua returned from the county town today," my mother said. "The man just now is the son of Mr. Ma, the head of the town. He's also an old acquaintance of your sister. He came to see her."

Mother turned around and said to Wei Hua, "No matter what happened just now, I don't think Ma Sheng is a serious person. You'd better avoid associating with him in the future."

Wei Hua replied sullenly, "I don't think highly of him at all."

She glanced at Ran Mo and said, "Okay, let's stop talking about this and come into the house. I came all the way here to bring you some goodies."

They entered the house. Weihua picked up a plate of dates from the table, handed it to Ranmo, and said, "Come and try them, these are freshly picked dates." Ranmo recognized this kind of dates; it was a local specialty, a drought-resistant and sweet date.

She picked one up and put it in her mouth. After she bit it, a rich sweetness spread out. It was indeed a good thing.

"Is it delicious?" Wei Hua stared at her and asked.

Ran Mo was chewing dates, nodding vaguely and mumbling, "Yeah, good, delicious."

"Is it delicious?" Wei Hua asked aggressively, not willing to give up until she got the answer.

Ranmo nearly choked on the date pit. She quickly separated the flesh and swallowed it, spitting out the pit. Then, she clearly replied, "Delicious." Only then did Weihua reveal a satisfied expression.

Ranmo felt a mixture of emotions. It seemed like Weihua's temper hadn't changed at all.

In her previous life, her mother had been single-handedly raising two children, working, and cooking, keeping herself busy. Wei Hua occasionally helped with the cooking. She was a skilled cook, and her meals were delicious. They had always been harmonious, but she had a penchant for tinkering.

I don't know if she was taking credit for it, but when Ranmo was eating happily, Weihua stared at her and suddenly asked, "Is it delicious?" Ranmo, with her mouth bulging with food, muttered that it was delicious.

But she was still not satisfied, and asked in a more serious tone, "Is it delicious?" The tone was no less than an interrogation after giving alms.

Ran Moxu put down her bowl and chopsticks and replied respectfully and solemnly, "Delicious!" Only then was she done. She also seemed to have gained some kind of satisfaction.

Ran Mo felt choked up, thinking back to the time when he had to beg for food at a cold relative's house. The food in his mouth no longer tasted good.

Although these little quirks of hers were minor details, they were also irritating. Her mother seemed unimpressed by her words. Sadly, when her mother later became bedridden and needed her care and feeding, her seemingly calm, harsh words deeply hurt her.

Ranmo had never met Weihua before. She had never known she had such a sister. Deep down, Ranmo wished she had a brother or sister by her side.

When she was still an infant, her mother took her to live a hard life in that remote town. They lived in a shabby and dark mud house and endured the fear brought by the darkness of the night.

When there was a new member in the family, Weihua who appeared as an elder sister, she thought that having more people would make the family lively and safe, but unexpectedly, she faced a new nightmare.

Wei Hua never had a good face for her. She practically grew up surrounded by Wei Hua's cold stares and scolding. She'd scolded her for being ugly and having eyes the size of green beans. Actually, they were only slightly smaller than her own large eyes.

It may seem like a trivial matter, but isn't a child's greatest joy when someone compliments them on their good looks? Later, Ranmo was afraid to socialize with others and was even too shy to start a conversation. Subconsciously, one of the reasons was that he always felt inferior because he was not good-looking.

When she encountered external harassment and bad kids called her ugly nicknames, Wei Hua never knew how to comfort or enlighten her, but only questioned and ridiculed her, saying that scolding Ran Mo was useless. Even her mother, who was as perceptive as a glimpse into her own affairs, said that she treated Ran Mo like an enemy.

Even worse was the abuse of calling her androgynous. When she was little, her mother dressed her like a boy, which drew ridicule and abuse. It's fine if it's from outsiders, but coming from within her own family is truly heartbreaking.

Weihua is like the irritable and powerful Red Queen in "Alice in Wonderland", and also has some of the dark characteristics of the beautiful and scheming White Queen.

Ran Mo sighed. Everyone has flaws, so let's just try to get along well with each other in this life.

Wei Hua took out a silk cloak from her luggage. It was finely crafted and of high quality, and it was obvious that it was worth a lot of money.

Wei Hua lifted the collar of her cloak and straightened it, then turned around gracefully and put the cloak on her body.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Wei Hua looked like a proud princess, spinning around to show off her beautiful figure and new clothes.

Listening to her mother and Ranmo's praise, Weihua said calmly, "This dress is really nice. When I don't want to wear it anymore, I can give it to... Mother or Ranmo, whoever likes it can wear it."

After saying this, she put on her new clothes and went into the inner room to admire herself in the mirror.

Weihua used to buy nice, new clothes. When they became outdated, Ranmo and her mother would take them and continue wearing them. They fit well, and it also avoided waste. Sometimes, the two of them would even argue over a single piece of clothing.

Ranmo also liked wearing beautiful clothes. Clothes are essential for a person. But she decided not to fight with her mother for clothes anymore. She would have plenty of opportunities to enjoy the good things she had to offer.

Despite her sunburn, Ranmo still had fair skin and a high, sharp nose. This was a characteristic that her mother often praised her for and that Weihua envied. Her eyes were delicate and bright, and her hair was soft and yellow. She particularly envied those with long, straight black hair.

Living in disguise as a man feels like a huge loss. Not only do I have to wear boring men's clothes all day, but I also have to hang out with the bad boys.

She still liked playing with girls. After all, they were much better than those mischievous, bullying boys. How wonderful and pleasant it would be to be surrounded by beautiful girls every day.

She remembered that when she first started elementary school, several classes did morning exercises together, and she fell in love with two little girls in the class next door.

They are really a pair of sisters, one is slightly fat and the other is slightly thin, one has almond-shaped eyes and the other has squinty eyes, they are a perfect match of beauty.

When the three of them were doing morning exercises, they glanced at each other from a distance, and they were attracted to each other. They wanted to stretch their arms over each other's heads and hold each other. They didn't say anything, but they felt sweet inside.

Unfortunately, they no longer did morning exercises together. They both disappeared, and it was difficult to rekindle their past relationship. She still remembered their faces.

She also met a little boy who lived quite far from her home. He spoke in a flowery manner, with bright eyes that moved around a lot, giving people an unsteady feeling.

Later, she discovered that he was a well-known effeminate boy in their neighborhood. Whenever she walked with him, the other kids would tease her and laugh at her. This irritated her so much that she had to become indifferent to him.

She was also puzzled. His parents and brother looked big and strong, so how did they raise him to be so delicate?

When I couldn't find anyone else to play with, I just wandered around with him. I encountered some pretty interesting things while following him.

One day, after playing outside, the two of them went to his house. Hearing them enter the yard, two mischievous boys, who had been hiding behind the door, waited for them to enter and seized each of them. They then pushed them down onto the bed and began to play with them.

When she was held by that handsome guy, she felt a different kind of feeling, quite comfortable. Maybe it was because she had never been hugged by a close man since she was a child.

She didn't know the little guy's name, but she vaguely heard it was called Shitou. He was strong, cute, and quite funny. Unfortunately, she never saw him again. It seemed like he wasn't from this place.

She could never forget that playful scene. The little creature, wearing a cute little tiger hat, bared its teeth and claws like a little tiger, and then, after pouncing on her, smiled and looked at her with its bright, round eyes, as if it were looking at a lovable lamb.

He didn't know she was a girl, otherwise he wouldn't have been so reckless. It was also this little episode that made Ran Mo realize that no matter how she dressed up, she was still a shy little girl at heart.

He was like a pebble dropped into a lake. It stirred a ripple in her heart, then vanished without a trace. She could only bury this childish memory deep in her heart.