Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties-Chapter 41 - Handling_1

Chapter 41: Chapter 41 Handling_1

Chapter 41 -41 Handling_1

Pangya’s mother was not one to have a good temper either. At this moment, seeing someone vandalizing her stall, her eyes nearly split with rage as she cursed back, “You cheap slut, are you sick in the head or what? How dare you smash my stall!”

“Your perfume caused my allergy!” The girl, seeing the perpetrator still daring to swear and curse, her eyes nearly bursting with fire, said this and stretched out her hand to remove the mask from her face.

The onlookers couldn’t help but gasp when she took it off.

The girl had particularly attractive features, clearly a great beauty, but her face was covered with small red spots, and her neck was also a swath of red.

She then rolled up her sleeves, revealing a similar rash of red spots on her arms.

“If I had known your perfume was toxic, I wouldn’t have taken it even if you beat me to death!” The girl grew more and more distressed as she thought about it, tears streaming down non-stop.

She was a girl who loved beauty, just that her family wasn’t well-off and couldn’t afford the good stuff. She thought she might as well buy a cheap one to make do, as long as there was some fragrance on her body.

But who could have imagined that the next day she would feel an unbearable itchiness and large patches of redness on her body, and when she went to the hospital, the doctors said it was urticaria caused by an allergy.

They then asked if she had eaten something or used something that caused the allergy.

But her diet was always the same, so it couldn’t be due to the food she ate.

As for the things she used… She suddenly remembered the perfume she had bought some time ago.

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To verify if it was the perfume causing the allergy, she sprayed some more on her arm, and indeed, the hives got even worse!

What did this prove?

It proved that the perfume was the culprit causing her urticaria!

“Hurry up and compensate, or this matter isn’t over!”

The girl pointed at her, her face wet with tears like rain on pear blossoms.

Pangya’s mother never imagined that selling perfume could cause trouble. Plus, with people around her pointing and whispering, her face turned from green to white, but she wouldn’t admit it, “You say you’re allergic because of the perfume from my stall, but do you have any proof? It’s not like mine is the only perfume stall here. Maybe you used someone else’s.”

“I only bought from your place!” the girl insisted unwaveringly and took out the perfume she had bought from her stall not long ago, placing it in front of her.

Yet this was by no means clear evidence, nor could it prove that the perfume was the cause of her allergy.

Pangya’s mother felt emboldened by the lack of evidence: “Young lady, don’t slander people without proof!”

“You!” The girl was choked with anger, “Fine, I’ll call the police and let them handle this!”

“This… this trivial matter isn’t worth bothering the authorities over!” The moment Pangya’s mother heard about calling the police, her eyebrows knotted tightly, revealing her nervousness.

After all, she had bought the perfume from a small workshop. When she had purchased the stock, she had seen how dirty and chaotic the workshop was, with flies and mosquitoes everywhere. It could very well cause an allergic reaction.

“How about this? I’ll give you ten bucks and we’ll call it even!” Partly out of guilt and partly wanting to minimize the issue, Pangya’s mother begrudgingly took out ten yuan and threw it to the girl.

But the girl almost rushed up to slap her, “Ten bucks? Are you dismissing me like a beggar?” She sobbed, “I almost had my face ruined! I’ve spent dozens at the hospital these past few days!”

“You just wait here, I absolutely must report this to the police today!”

When the girl said she would report it, she really did, and soon the authorities arrived.

Seeing the officials coming, Pangya’s mother switched faces, slapping her thighs and wailing as if her life was on the line, making those who didn’t know any better think the victim was her, “Officer Uncle, you have to stand up for me! There’s absolutely nothing wrong with the perfume I sell, I use it myself! See, I’m completely fine!”

“If your perfume wasn’t the problem, how could I possibly get hives from an allergy!” The girl retorted, refusing to back down.

At this point, both sides argued back and forth, each making their own case.