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The Delicate Darling with Her Rough Man

Chapter 475 - 471: The Pattern is Too Coarse
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Chapter 475: Chapter 471: The Pattern is Too Coarse

"What do you mean by that? Are you saying we’re lying?"

"Exactly! We bought it right here at your black market stall. Are you trying to deny it?"

Lu Yuanbin had someone look at the facial soaps in their hands, and the crowd erupted.

So he was trying to get out of it?

What a joke. Making a mistake and then refusing to own up to it—how could that be acceptable?

Lu Yuanbin remained silent, but one of his guys beside him shouted sharply.

"All of you, shut up! Keep running your mouths and see if we don’t throw you out! We’ve been doing business at the black market for more than a year or two, and when have we ever had a problem? We’re just trying to investigate what happened. Getting this worked up... Don’t tell me you have a guilty conscience!"

Hearing this, the women became even more furious.

They had bought their soap from the black market, so they weren’t afraid. The young woman with the allergic reaction held out her own bar of facial soap.

"Look, it’s this one."

A few of the women who had used the authentic soap before stepped forward to take a look, then grew puzzled. "This is different from what we bought. The ones we buy are white, green, and black. We’ve never seen pink or purple."

"Besides, the facial soap we buy has a strong medicinal herb scent. After you use it, a light herbal fragrance lingers on your face. When you smell it for a while, it even clears your head."

"If you don’t believe me, smell this."

The accuser leaned closer. A faint, pleasant medicinal herb scent wafted from the other woman, and smelling it was very comforting.

She raised her own hand and sniffed the facial soap she was holding. It had a fragrance, but it was completely different from the scent on the other woman.

"What’s going on? You’re selling two different kinds of facial soap."

Lu Yuanbin shook his head. "Only one kind. The truth is, you didn’t buy your facial soap from me at all. I’m not the only one selling facial soap at this black market."

"No one who has used our soap has ever had a problem. Everyone who comes to the black market regularly should know this. I’ve been selling it for two months and have never had a situation like yours. Moreover, I’ve only ever sold one type of facial soap: the one with the medicinal herb scent, which only comes in white, green, and black. There have never been any other colors."

This wasn’t a secret. Anyone who had bought his soap knew that the three colors had different effects, and his stall would recommend a specific one based on the customer’s skin type.

When one person said it, the accusers didn’t believe them. But as more and more people spoke up, everyone began to have their doubts.

At this, a woman who had bought the pink facial soap also remembered something. She had seen a friend buy one—it was black. At the time, she had asked about it, and the seller had told her the soaps came in several colors that were all the same, just with different scents.

Furthermore, the soap that seller sold had identical packaging and prices, differing only in color. This is what misled everyone into thinking all the facial soaps were the same.

Still, based on Lu Yuanbin’s word alone, some people still doubted the truth of the matter.

But Lu Yuanbin had come prepared. He had brought a spare, unopened bar of facial soap from home.

He held up the soap. "I know some of you still don’t believe me. So right now, I’m going to demonstrate on the spot how to tell the two types of soap apart."

"First, everyone, look at this box."

Someone who had bought two bars at once and still had one unopened took out their soap upon hearing this. The outer pattern and paper looked identical at first glance. But upon careful comparison, it became clear that Gu Jiaojiao’s pattern was more exquisite, while the other one’s was cruder.

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