Bai Qianyu's head hurt.

She was sitting in a moving car. It was probably the shabbiest car she had ever sat in. It had no air conditioning, no stereo, no leather seat cushions, and even the window glass was raised and lowered by hand.

The white lace curtain that the woman used to cover the refrigerator seemed to have a strong smell of gasoline that went straight to her nose without being filtered, making her want to vomit.

The people next to her looked at her with concern, "Miss, it's your first time riding in a car. Are you still not used to it? I'm scared too. I've only seen this big iron shell from a distance on the street before, but I didn't expect it to be quite stable inside."

." This person was wearing a blue and white cloth jacket, with her hair combed into a double bun. She was probably a maid.

Bai Qianyu lowered her head and looked at the embroidered jacket and skirt on her body, wanting to cover her face.

Once upon a time, when she was young and frivolous, she drove a convertible and drove through cars on American highways. She would start and drift around corners at the right time. Who would have thought that God would reincarnate, and as soon as she opened and closed her eyes, she would turn into a person who called cars "big iron shells".

The master of "the son".

The driver turned around. He was not wearing a seat belt. In fact, it was hard to tell whether the car had a seat belt or not. Her face was covered in flesh and there was a scar. She looked fierce, but she was grinning.

He tried his best to express his friendliness, "Miss Yu, Mr. Fu's residence will be here soon. Please bear with me."

"...Look at the road." Bai Qianyu couldn't help but remind him that he was about to bump into the man in the long gown.

The driver turned back, honked the horn fiercely, stuck his head out and yelled, "You don't have eyes! Be careful of getting hit and killed!"

The man apologized profusely, nodded and bowed, and quickly dodged away. Bai Qianyu wanted to cover her face again. If she hadn't warned him, the driver would have run over him like a Grand Theft Auto.

In fact, Bai Qianyu already knows very well what era she is in. This is a Buick classic car "century" produced in the 1920s. It is a Hollywood star car with a very retro and modern appearance. This kind of car is in the 21st century.

The Century was only left in the museum for people to visit, but now it was panting and burning with its eight-cylinder engine driving her through the streets of the Republic of China. The smell of gasoline made her feel nauseous.

Until now, she hasn't figured out how she traveled through time.

As the saying goes, there are millions of souls in the world, and half of them are reborn and time-travelled. Generally speaking, there are two types of time-traveling in novels. One is the mediocre type, where a mediocre otaku who spent his life just eating and waiting to die can become proud of others in a different place;

It is a life tragedy type that has suffered a major blow, either a couple betrayed or both parents died. This provides the perfect reason for the protagonist's transformation, and at the same time, he can start over in a different place.

But Bai Qianyu has no reason to time travel. She is neither mediocre nor tragic. She has developed all-round morally, intellectually, physically, artistically and physically since she was a child. She grows up healthily under the care of her family. She makes friends, loves, studies, and has a successful career. When she grows up, she can work happily.

To harm the world, she felt that her place in time travel could be given to comrades in greater need.

"Miss, you see, my uncle is so kind to you. He even sent a car to pick you up at the train station. But there are too many people on the platform. Xiaohuan has never seen so many people in his life. No wonder you can't breathe and feel dizzy.

Fallen..." Every word of the maid's words contained a huge amount of information. "Although Madam was worried that the Fu family didn't like us very much, don't you think it's fine now? Just relax and just wait to get married.

Just enjoy the happiness in the past."

Bai Qian Yuxin said that what kind of ghost life was she taking over? Just marry whoever you want. Is it too long to marry someone who "doesn't think long term"? This "Miss Yu" seems to be really ill-fated.

It's not uncommon for people to come down south to look for my fiancé. It's true that my heart is set on the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch.

But it's normal for the "rich young man" to look down on Miss Yu. In such a glamorous place as Shanghai, there are many romantic beauties wearing Parisian perfume, permed hair, and wearing cheongsam. Miss Yu, who wears a wide robe with big sleeves,

It may be difficult for a feudal lady to look like an old black and white photo from the late Qing Dynasty.

"Miss, we're here." The car stopped, and the scar-faced driver got out and opened the door for her.

Bai Qianyu got out of the car on her embroidered shoes. It was drizzling outside and the sky was dim. She saw a lawn in front of her. In the center of the lawn was a fountain, made of white marble. You could see it through the crystal splashing water.

Seeing a beautiful European-style villa, the lights in the villa were all turned on, and the warm lights shone through the glass windows, reflecting bright light under the raindrops. When she looked at the maid next to her, she was stunned and mouthed for a long time.

Can't get together.

At this moment, the door of the villa opened and several people came out.

The leader was wearing a crisp suit and was tall and tall. The person behind him took an umbrella and held it for him. He was about to leave, but when he saw Bai Qianyu, he stopped and looked at her from a distance - the person opposite.

Wearing a snow-green gown with a high collar and blue trim, nine-quarter narrow sleeves, and a pleated horse-faced skirt with black flowers on a plain bottom, her appearance was vaguely impressive, giving him a sense of familiarity.

Bai Qianyu was also looking at him. He was a very handsome young man with a straight nose, fair skin, and a pair of pink eyes. He always looked at people with a sense of arrogance and scrutiny. He was wearing a plaid suit made of British wool.

, Omega watch, neatly combed hair, and an irresistible aura of glitz, you can label him as a "Western-style young man" almost at a glance.

He finally spoke: "I haven't seen you for many years. How are things going at the old house?"

Bai Qianyu answered artistically, "It's still the same." She didn't expect that this guy was quite handsome, and she was a little surprised.

The little maid next to her lowered her head sadly after hearing her answer.

At this moment when old friends reunited after a long absence, the young man behaved politely and coldly, as if he had no intention of reminiscing about the past. "I received your aunt's letter. Since you are here, the guest room has been prepared for you. Please stay here."

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At this time, a girl walked out of the villa lightly. She was wearing an apple-green foreign gauze cheongsam. Her hair was permed into fashionable curls and tied high behind her head with a pearl hairpin. When she saw the scene at the door, she paused.

After a pause, he walked over to the young man and put on his coat, "Why are you walking in such a hurry? You didn't even take your coat..."

Bai Qianyuxin said that she finally appeared, a beauty from the Republic of China wearing a cheongsam! She walked out of the house again with a coat in her hands, and her relationship with her unlucky fiancé was clear at a glance.

The problem is that Bai Qianyu doesn't think this is a good time to talk, even if it's raining, the problem is that she has put on lipstick and eyeliner, and the fragrance is blowing ten miles in the wind, and she has just squeezed out of the train, her face is upturned and her whole body is wrinkled

The coat and skirt look like a dwarf no matter how you think about them.

The girl suddenly looked at Bai Qianyu, her eyes squinting in secret, as if she could speak, "Hello, my name is Pan Biying, I am Shaoze's cousin." She suddenly remembered something, "Cousin, why don't you introduce me to this person?

Miss?"

"This is Miss Yu, coming to Fu Mansion for a while." He said lightly, and then smiled politely at Bai Qianyu, "It's been a long journey, so you can stay here and have a good rest. I have something to do today, so I'm sorry.

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He nodded slightly in greeting, then turned and left, seemingly polite. Pan Biying did not follow immediately, but smiled at Bai Qianyu and said, "Miss Yu must be exhausted from sitting in the car for so long, right? If her body can't bear it, Shaoze's bedroom

There is aspirin in the bedside table, which is from Western medicine. You can take one."

Bai Qian Yuxin said that aspirin can be used as a motion sickness medicine. I really believed you. You might as well say, "I've been losing my hair recently. Please remember to clean the bed when you get married." But she didn't answer, she just nodded reservedly.

He nodded and walked towards the villa.

Miss Yu would naturally feel inferior and ashamed when she met Miss Pan, but Bai Qianyu didn't. She even disliked her for not choosing the right perfume. The top notes were too sweet and the spray was too thick, making her look like she was sitting on a stage. If not

She was worried that Ms. Yu's character had already been criticized for a long time.

The maid carried a large suitcase for her, and snorted coldly when she walked past Pan Biying, and then she followed her into the villa.

As soon as we entered the villa, we were greeted by the high-hanging crystal chandelier. As if it was not bright enough, the servant turned on the table lamp with a light yellow tassel silk cover, and the world inside the door was enveloped in dazzling white light.

.In the brightly lit living room, the gramophone was playing music, singing "Drizzle, it keeps falling"...

There were unseen Western scenes everywhere. The maid's eyes didn't know where to look, and her heart was beating fast. She had no choice but to hold Bai Qianyu's clothes and shrink back timidly.

A woman in her forties walked over. She was wearing a high-collared cheongsam with her hair tied up. Although she had a smile on her face, her eyes were somewhat reserved, "Miss Yu, Mr. Fu has ordered

After that, if you come, I must treat you well. You must be exhausted all the way here, shall I take you to your room to rest first?"

"Thank you, what do you call me?" Bai Qianyu nodded politely, and another servant came over and took the salute from the maid's hand.

"Just call me Aunt Shu. I'm in charge of things in the mansion." The woman led the way, "Please be careful of the steps."

Xiaohuan looked around and sighed softly, "Why is this house so bright?"

But Aunt Shu heard it and said, "It's because there are many electric lights in the house, which can make it as bright as day at night. These electric lights are made by Westerners, so they don't need to be fired..." She felt that she was more knowledgeable than this young lady from the countryside.

A hundred times, I really dislike him, but I still know the inferiority and inferiority, so I don't want to show off too much and make people unhappy.

Bai Qianyu's room is a suite on the second floor. They are not married yet, so naturally they will not live in the same place. However, even though it is a guest room, it is already very spacious. There is a jacquard plush carpet under the feet, and a four-pillar hanging gauze carved table in the middle.

There are fresh violets in the Roman vase on the bedside table, emerald velvet curtains are tied, and there is a small terrace outside the white gauze curtain. The whole room exudes a faint and pleasant fragrance.

"It was very clean." Bai Qianyu's compliment brought a smile to Aunt Shu's face, but she also secretly muttered that this young lady from the country seemed to be good at cultivating her Qi. In the local dialect, the maid was so shocked that her eyes dropped.
Chapter completed!