Trafford's Trading Club

Translator: Alfredo Poutine Soup Editor: DesTheSloth

Master Huang’s look changed greatly.

Like reading a sealed book, Ren Ziling couldn’t help ask, “Master? Did you see clearly? What single star, and emperor fate, or something else… What the hell are they? That’s right if you say he has an emperor fate… but single star, I don’t agree with that!”

“…Wait for a second.” Master Huang shook his head.

He took a deep breath and fished out a delicate case from his clothes… Ren Ziling thought there should be something precious, but it turned out it was just… eyedrops.

Master Huang took the eyedrops, dropping it into his eyes.

He blinked his eyes hard with massage, and then covered one of his eyes like just now, and looked at Boss Luo again.

He was still using physiognomy.

“Well… hairline is low with low and narrow forehead… poor and lowly face without any success.”

Master Huang whispered, but frowned, “No, comely and towering eyebrows, glossy with no additional hair. Long and pretty eyebrows, a powerful and lucky man… oh no, no no! no! no! Common faces differ… no no! How could it be!”

Master Huang massaged his eyes hard, but he was more and more confused with Luo Qiu’s face while saying some things that others didn’t understand.

Something like wealthy and noble from genes, dozens of years of destiny, or sad and lonely… Ren Ziling started to suspect him— ‘Does this old guy know physiognomy? He is probably a cheat.

“Oh, I know why your face looks so weird!” Master Huang suddenly said calmly, “You…”

Ren Ziling suddenly turned nervous; she drank some tea to calm down.

But Luo Qiu was still indifferent… and the servant girl looked at Master Huang.

“You…” Master Huang breathed deeply, “I have never met such an eccentric face, the only reason should be… you… had a facelift!!”

Poof—!

…

Aunt Ren couldn’t help but choke on water and almost spurted out a mouthful of water; she coughed in pain, while pointing at this Master Huang.

She thought she should have sprayed the water on the face of this old fart.

“Cough, cough… I understand now…” Ren Ziling swallowed her saliva and swore, “You’re just a f*ckin cheat! This mother swears that if he had a facelift, I will change my surname!!”

“No facelift?” Old Huang gaped and opened his mouth subconsciously.

Ren Ziling hated cheats very much… if one of the rich businessmen she had interviewed had not promised, she wouldn’t have taken Luo Qiu here.

“I don’t want to talk to you!”

Ren Ziling snorted, slapping the table with a 100-yuan banknote and pulling Luo Qiu and You Ye, “Let’s go! Don’t listen to this old fart talk b*llshit… Oh my god! Was I possessed by demons? I even believed such things! No… I must write a freelance article to curse this old fart! F*ck you!!”

But Master Huang didn’t move while seeing Ren Ziling pull them away. He frowned deeply with a whisper, “No?… how come? No facelift, no facelift…”

Old Huang suddenly took out a piece of red paper from his pocket—it was the Bazi of that young man he got from Ren Ziling.

Old Huang looked at the Bazi, counting on his fingers… his fingers moved more and more quickly, and expression became weirder. Not long after, sweat ran all over his forehead.

But he seemed to have gone crazy and still counted his fingers.

Abruptly, Old Huang eyes opened wide, saying incredulously, “The person with this Bazi… should have died??”

With this, Old Huang spat out a mouthful of blood, falling down on the table and fainted.

…

…

Ah—!

Subeditor Ren looked up to the sky with a hopeless look, “How could I believe this? How could I believe this?”

After a while, Luo Qiu felt it was time for Ren Ziling to stop being depressed.He said, “If you aren’t eating, then I’m leaving. You look like you sneaked out during working hours, just go back to work.”

Ren Ziling smiled awkwardly— she knew nothing could be hidden from him.

But she suddenly said, “By the way, where will you go? On a date? If you’re free, I can introduce some places for the two of you!”

“You…” Luo Qiu frowned, a bad premonition rose, “What’s your next plan?”

“Ah hahaha, nothing!” Ren Ziling laughed, “Actually nothing! But a shop sent me a set of coupons and they are almost expired. I don’t want to waste them.”

“Ms. Ren, what kind of coupons?” You Ye asked with a faint smile.

“Of course something all girls like…” Ren Ziling pulled out one ticket and did her utmost to peddle, “Dada!! Tickets for to wedding dress store!”

Boss Luo frowned and asked, “You mean… that shop?”

Luo Qiu stretched out his finger to point the store opposite the road.

Ren Ziling looked at the address on the ticket with shock, saying dramatically, “Huh, what a coincidence! I didn’t even mention it! Ah hahaha, it’s too close, let’s go! It’s your fate, let’s go!”

Before the two reacted, Subeditor Ren grasped each one of them in her hands, crossing the road.

‘Luo Qiu, to cooperate with your performance, I tried.’

…

A pair of lovers walked by the tree that had many many decorations hanging on it. The girl suddenly said, “Look! Those people are funny.”

The man looked and found a woman dragging a girl and a boy, rushing into the wedding dress store on the other side of the road… Was that interesting?

The man shook his head, and looked up to the canopy of the banyan tree. The neighbors didn’t call it banyan, but the ‘Wishing Tree’.

—‘Xu Jiayi, I’ll be with you forever!!’

The man thought of the words he said a long time ago. That year, he was 17 and she was too. They had come here.

He threw a string with decorations on the tree. They graduated together, went to the same university, and planned a hopeful future.

“Xue Shao, what are you thinking of? Can you hear me?” the girl shook her boyfriend, tilting her head with cheek puffed up, as if she was angry.

The man… Xue Shao, came to his senses, “Ah, what did you say? Sorry, I just thinking of something.”

“What were you thinking, you were deeply absorbed in it,” the girl continued to ask.

Xue Shao smiled faintly and patted the girl’s head, “I was thinking that we can make a wish here. I heard it is quite effective.”

The girl shook her head, “No! people say it’s a break-up tree! No good end happened to those lovers coming here!”

“Oh, then forget it.” Xue Shao smiled warmly, “Oh, what did you say just now?”

The girl said, “I said, we can go have a look for our clothes. And we have to arrange many other issues, such as the banquet, invitation cards. During this period of free time, we need to finish them.”

“That’s a good idea.” Xue Shao smiled.

The girl was perfect in every aspect. Xue Shao nodded, pulling her hand and protected her, walking through the street and went to the wedding dress store.

He thought he should not think about the wishing tree, the things about the blessings, or the pure-white girl in his memory.

The days are long, nobody would bear one thing in their mind constantly.