[Rebirth + 1970s Era + Dimensional Space + Sweet Romance + Getting Rich]
Just as Bai Ruoqiao became the richest woman alive, the system abruptly told her she had to return to the 1970s. What ...
If you offend the other party, it will probably be a failure.
But so what? As long as she can get close to the Viscount, what else can she not get?
The more she thought about it, the more she felt at ease. She sneered and said, "So what? Who told you to offend the Viscount?"
Bai Ruoqiao shook his head gently, "It seems you don't know."
Everyone frowned in confusion, and was bewildered by her attitude.
Logically speaking, shouldn't she be the most nervous and uneasy here? After all, the Viscount was clearly targeting her tonight.
They have heard that these nobles usually look dignified, elegant and gentlemanly, but sometimes they can be as vicious as possible when they take action.
Moreover, considering the distance between the two families, even if the Viscount killed someone tonight, it would probably not matter.
They also didn't believe that Miss Fred didn't know, otherwise she wouldn't have been left outside for more than half an hour and finally came in obediently.
Isn't it that I don't dare to offend His Excellency the Viscount?
Bai Ruoqiao ignored everyone's thoughts and smiled at the others, "And those who want to perform in front of Sir Henry tonight, why don't you come together to save the trouble of each one individually."
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, their eyes becoming even weirder, and their gazes on her became suspicious.
I wonder if she's been stimulated too much and has become abnormal.
After all, these noble ladies are usually very proud and arrogant. Now they are called out like this and are being harassed by people who usually don't even have a say. I guess they feel that their self-esteem is hurt and they are going crazy.
The woman who had just been intimidated heard this, fearing that the opportunity would be snatched away by someone else, and hurriedly reached out to push her, "Hey, don't...ah!"
As soon as the other person stretched out her hand, Bai Ruoqiao grabbed her wrist, tilted her body slightly, and exerted force.
Crackling sounds rang out one after another, accompanied by sudden exclamations.
A row of neatly stacked champagnes on the long table fell onto the expensive carpet with a dull sound.
The woman sat down at the long table in a very indecent posture, clutching the tablecloth with one hand, almost pulling half of it off.
The wine spilled all over her and poured over her head, ruining the delicate makeup on her face and making her look even more stupid.
Not only was she stupid, but everyone around her was stupid as well.
Even the music was completely muted.
It was only when the butler heard the noise and rushed over that the eerie silence was broken.
"Ah!!!" The woman finally reacted and immediately screamed, covering her hair and face.
While struggling to get up.
But today she deliberately imitated the noble ladies of Country Y and wore a puffy skirt. She couldn't get up for a while, and instead her skirt was torn into a pile of cloth.
As she struggled, the entire tablecloth was almost pulled off, and the snacks on the table fell with it.
Just then a pile of cream turned over and hit her on the head.
Then slide it down your hair from your cheeks.
This scene was simply horrific.
Even the housekeeper was stunned. It took him a while to react. He quickly ordered the servants to help the man up and send him to the guest room to wash up.
After the people were sent away, the other servants quickly began to clean up the mess.
The butler, who had known the situation for a long time, looked at the two culprits with a serious expression.
"Mr. William, Ms. Fred, I wonder if you two could explain this."
Sorog was still in shock. Upon hearing this, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Bai Ruoqiao, who was still calm and composed. His eyes almost popped out, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Aristocratic families, regardless of size, have always had many rules, with strict regulations on food, clothing, housing, speech and behavior.
Therefore, even though Sorog was a nobleman, he was often targeted by those young masters and young ladies of noble status since he was a child.
But even so, noble women, regardless of their age or status, always just talk.
Even if she has to fight, she will let others do it. She will never do something that is seriously against ladylike behavior such as hitting others directly.