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Chapter 49 - 49: Taking our things and not returning them, have you no shame?
Chapter 49 - 49: Taking our things and not returning them, have you no shame?
Chapter 49: Chapter 49: Taking our things and not returning them, have you no shame?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The boss was a genuine Country W local and rattled off a long string of unintelligible words. Chi Enen didn’t understand a single one and gesticulated with the ring in her hand, attempting to communicate using the few Country W words she knew.
Suddenly, a bratty voice cut in, “Wow, such a pretty ring. Husband, I want the one she’s holding! Buy it for me-”
Catching the familiar language, Chi Enen turned her head.
She saw a man and a woman standing not far away.
The man was probably just over forty, fat and slightly balding with a rather uniquely unattractive face. The woman clinging to him seemed to be only in her early twenties, with an oval face, big eyes, and waist-length black hair, exuding an especially pure and moving appearance.
Together, they presented two extremes of visual appeal.
Chi Enen couldn’t help but take a second look; anyone would have done the same upon seeing such a pairing. But, for some reason, her action seemed to have enraged the young woman. With a fierce glare, the woman snapped at Chi Enen in a nasty tone, “What are you looking at? Never seen a beauty before? Country bumpkin!”
Chi Enen was never the type to respond to a slap with a smile. With a slight curl at the corner of her mouth, she responded coolly, “Indeed, I’ve never seen a ‘beauty’ with such filthy language.”
She emphasized the words “filthy language” with biting clarity.
The young woman’s complexion turned as she glared even more maliciously. She clung to her man’s arm again and whined, “Husband, 1 want the ring on her finger-”
Chi Enen pretended not to hear and continued to gesture with the ring to the boss.
The young woman, seeing this, clenched her jaw tightly, gripped the man’s hand forcefully, and said with added emphasis, “Husband!”
The flustered man approached and pointed at the ring in Chi Enen’s hand, chirping something to the food stall’s boss.
The stall boss had an epiphany and held up two fingers; he took out his wallet, pulled out two hundred bills, and handed them to the boss.
Then he turned to Chi Enen and said, “Miss, I’ve bought this ring, so please hand it over to me.”
Chi Enen took a step back with the ring in hand and refused, “Sorry, I saw it first. I can’t give it to you.”
The young woman, wholly unreasonable, screeched when met with refusal, “We’ve already paid for it, why are you holding onto our stuff and not giving it back, have you no shame?”
Her voice was loud and shrill, immediately attracting a crowd to gather around for the spectacle.
“What’s the matter? Are they fighting?”
“It seems like they’re fighting over something. This Miss saw the ring first, but couldn’t communicate the price with the boss in Country W language. The beauty who cursed also took a liking to the ring, let her husband pay for it, and now she wants the previous Miss to hand the ring over.”
“Who does that, taking advantage of someone else’s situation?” Some people couldn’t stand it.
Yet some found nothing amiss, “They paid first, so naturally, it belongs to the one who paid first.”
Still, others saw the situation more clearly, “I think the beauty fighting for the ring doesn’t really like the ring itself; she just enjoys snatching things from others. Look, that silver ring is for men, and her husband’s fingers are already full of rings—how could he possibly want that one?”
The crowd around them whispered and pointed.
The man was the first to crack, his expression slightly sour as he looked at Chi Enen and stepped forward, “Miss, what will it take for you to hand the ring over to us?”
He sized up Chi Enen—alone, young, and dressed plainly—his eyes flashing a hint of disdain. He pulled out his wallet, extracted two hundred-dollar bills, and tossed them in front of Chi Enen, “Is this enough for you?”
It was a plain insult!
Chi Enen’s face turned white, just about to throw the money back at him.
At that moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from the crowd, “Tsk? Only 200 bucks and you’re showing off with that?”