Dad, Please Try a Little Harder

Chapter 46: Chapter 46 No Needli

Translator: Inschain Editor: Inschain

Qian Quan hardly had time to be astonished. He felt as though the world before his eyes suddenly became crystal clear.

It was like someone with nearsightedness suddenly putting on a pair of glasses with just the right prescription.

And then everything returned to normal.

In his mind, knowledge related to various forms of “Qi” naturally appeared as if they had been stored in some hidden corner and were suddenly remembered.

Anger, Pride, Opaque, Grief, Resentment, Flourishing, Evil, Killing, Righteous, Courage, Wealth, Talent, Joy, Boastful, Grand…

All these “Qi” ultimately pointed to one’s “Luck” or “Flow of Luck.”

Once he understood these connections, it didn’t seem mysterious anymore.

It was like how in everyday life, people could occasionally rely on their intuition and experience to gauge someone else’s fortune or “Luck.”

People who sulk and sigh all day generally don’t attract much good luck. They are effectively pushing their fortune away.

Conversely, those who are spirited and vivacious are more likely to come across good fortune. In some ways, this is luck in itself.

“Do you offer home delivery if we buy from your store?”

The man in the young couple asked.

“We offer free delivery within Windsor Town. Outside of the town, we charge a delivery fee.”

Qian Quan replied to the man, observing the prospective groom intently. He sensed an air of great joy emanating from the man, and his energy flow appeared stable and robust. It seemed that for the next three to five years, the man’s luck would remain favorable.

“We live in Qianxu Town, not outside Windsor Town,” the man added.

“No problem,” said Qian Quan. “If you’re buying both a cabinet and a vanity, we’ll throw in two chairs for free.”

Perhaps they found Qian Quan trustworthy or maybe they just didn’t want to shop around any longer, the couple placed an order for a wardrobe, and a vanity, and even added a computer desk to their purchase.

“Good looks certainly give you an advantage. If Mr. Ding and I were the ones helping them, there’s no way they would have placed the order so quickly.” Ye Yunlan said cheerfully after the couple had left.

“I’m not as professional as you or Mr. Ding,” Qian Quan humbly replied.

“Professionalism doesn’t matter that much when you’re selling wardrobes and vanities,” said Ye Yunlan. “Linlang will have lunch at her grandmother’s, so I’ve ordered food from Cuihua Hotel. Once Mr. Ding finishes the deliveries, you two can both have a drink.”

Qian Quan agreed with a smile and took a moment to evaluate Mrs. Ding’s energy flow.

He was delighted to find that Mrs. Ding would enjoy a smooth sailing fortune for the next few years, not to mention her remarkable aura of prosperity. It seemed like good days were ahead for her.

This was a fact obvious to anyone who looked, which didn’t need him to find out.

After 12:30 p.m., Mr. Ding returned, and they all had lunch together.

Mr. Ding had no deliveries scheduled for the afternoon, so he and Qian Quan enjoyed some wine.

Normally, Qian Quan didn’t drink much, but the alcohol was hitting him until Mr. Ding snapped him out of it.

“Rocky, if you ever dare to mistreat Linlang, I’ll never forgive you!”

“I would never mistreat Linlang,” Qian Quan assured him. “1 wouldn’t allow anyone else to do so either!”

“Good on you! You speak like a man. 1 knew 1 hadn’t misjudged you,” Mr. Ding praised.

Later, Qian Quan mentioned this conversation to Ding Linlang via WeChat. She responded with a sweating emoji.

“It seems like both our parents are quite certain we’ll end up together.”

“I think so,” Qian Quan replied. “Isn’t love usually about fighting against the world, disregarding the objections of parents, breaking social norms, and even severing ties with family to be together?”

“Or maybe it’s like we were promised to each other since we were children, and then 1 come to cancel the engagement as an adult. You point at me and say, ‘Don’t underestimate me just because I’m young and poor!’”

They both laughed.

They steered the conversation away from the serious topic.

That afternoon, Qian Quan stayed home, delving into a book his father had translated called “Human Nature: General Outline.”

Then, an unexpected visitor came to the door.

Sun Shaokang.

Sun Shaokang had found his way to Qian Quan’s home.

He even brought a big fruit basket this time.

It was clear that his three buddies had spilled the beans about the Riverside Bus Stop incident.

“Last time you visited me, I wasn’t there. Unfortunately, I missed you. As a gesture of goodwill, I’ve come uninvited today, hoping for reconciliation. After all, we were high school classmates and even secured the runner-up position in a basketball tournament together. It’s not like we should harbor animosity forever.”

Sun Shaokang said earnestly.

“I don’t have any ill feelings toward you,” Qian Quan responded.

He meant it. Upon learning that Sun Shaokang had also been manipulated, and having already beaten up those three guys, as long as Sun Shaokang didn’t provoke him again, Qian Quan had no reason to continue the feud.

But reconciliation? Not happening.

No hard feelings, but no room for making up either.

“That’s good to hear!” Sun Shaokang breathed a sigh of relief. “I’m planning a ‘Spicy Fish Head’ dinner at Riverside Town. I’m inviting all the guys from our class to join. Would you honor us with your presence?”

“I’ll pass. Like I said, I have no ill feelings toward you, but I don’t want to dine with you either,” Qian Quan replied straightforwardly.

Sun Shaokang didn’t seem to mind. After a pause, he said, “I’ve decided to break up with Song Xi. I feel like she’s using me and never really liked me.”

“As for my behavior the other day, it was utterly stupid and childish. 1 hope you won’t hold it against me.”

“I don’t, but if I were to join you for dinner and drinks that day, how could 1 face my past self?” Qian Quan retorted.

“Understood,” Sun Shaokang nodded. “My invitation today wasn’t to seek forgiveness, but to thank you for not pummeling me to the point that my mother wouldn’t recognize me.”

Qian Quan chuckled internally, fie had thought of using force back then but didn’t have the means. Now that he had the means, the desire was gone.

No need anymore.

“You’re welcome,” Qian Quan smiled. “You should go now.”

“Then, in the future…?”

“Let’s not cross paths.”

Sun Shaokang hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “Alright, 1 won’t disturb you any longer.”

With that, he promptly left.

Once back in his car, Sun Shaokang didn’t feel humiliated; rather, he felt an overwhelming sense of emptiness.

It was as though Qian Quan was gazing down at him from a distant, lofty position.

Qian Quan neither treated him as an old classmate nor as a rival worth noting.

Had a few days in college elevated his mindset so significantly?

And where did he get that terrifying strength from?

While pondering these questions, Sun Shaokang suddenly remembered the reservation of the “Spicy Fish Head” from Qiandao Lake which cost him 888. He quickly called the restaurant manager.

“Manager Lv, tell Old Fan to cancel the spicy fish head. We won’t be needing it.”

Sun Shaokang’s unexpected visit may have surprised Qian Quan, but it also served as a full-circle moment for his high school years.

Qian Quan had even briefly assessed him backed by dependable parents, with a stroke of average luck over the next few years, and susceptible to some romantic misadventures.

His parents were good people. But Sun Shaokang didn’t have extraordinary fortune.

On the 5th, Qian Quan and Ding Linlang returned to school ahead of schedule.

There was no other option. Qian Quan was involved in too many clubs, each with its own set of activities.

He had drama club rehearsals, basketball club games, basketball team practices, and the Chess Club was gearing up for a Master Challenge Tournament.

Additionally, on the loth, which was a Tuesday, he and Ding Linlang had plans to go to Disney..