Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties
Chapter 305: The Tables Have Turned 1_1

Chapter 305: Chapter 305: The Tables Have Turned 1_1

Halfway through the dance, Jiang Rou glanced at Xia Ningxing with expectation shining in her eyes.

Any moment now!

Any moment now!

Her dress would fall apart!

She was about to face major embarrassment!

That’s right, she had tampered with the hem of Xia Ningxing’s performance dress!

She wanted to make her a public spectacle! Strip away her status as a researcher’s wife! Drive her out of the family quarters!

Once Xia Ningxing appeared before everyone in such an embarrassing state, she’d be labeled with a "bad conduct" mark, which would ruin her chances of ever marrying into the research community again in her life!

Rip—

Jiang Rou was in a state of extreme excitement when that sound of fabric tearing rang out.

Xia Ningxing would soon be humiliated in front of everyone!

Exposed to all!

Her reputation in tatters!

Ostracized from the research institute!

She would become Jiang Rou’s everlasting nightmare!

Good!

So good!

Jiang Rou’s eyes shone with eager anticipation, her heart racing as if a herd of deer were running wild within.

However, the next second, she felt a chilling sensation on her own body.

Gasps of disbelief rose from the audience.

Was there a problem with Xia Ningxing’s dress?

Jiang Rou’s eyes widened as she hurried to check on Xia Ningxing, only to see that her performance attire was intact.

Then whose dress had malfunctioned?

Looking around, Jiang Rou saw nothing amiss, but she noticed everyone staring at her with shocked expressions.

Could it be her?

Jiang Rou instinctively looked down, only to see herself standing on stage in just her undergarments, on display for all to see.

Her eyes widened in disbelief, and it took her several seconds to realize what had happened. Then blood rushed to her head, and her face turned crimson with shame.

This was the ultimate humiliation!

"Ah!!"

Jiang Rou let out a scream, abandoning the dance, and immediately crouched down in despair, frantically and shamefully covering herself to block the prying eyes.

"My God, there was even such a part in the dance?"

"Damn, that scared the hell out of me!"

"It must be an accident."

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Everyone was stunned by this unexpected turn of events.

Whether it was an accident or sabotage, her face and reputation were now completely ruined, and she would also be saddled with a "bad conduct" label.

Some might think it exaggerated; it was just an unexpected bikini reveal, after all—what harm could it do? But in that era, people were still conservative.

Even women who wore dresses were a rarity, let alone such attire.

Moreover, this had happened at the research institute, a solemn place, and in front of so many high-ranking leaders.

Seeing the leaders’ changing expressions, the director cursed Jiang Rou out of sheer frustration and yelled, "Would some comrade please bring Jiang Rou a piece of clothing!"

But who would want to associate with a woman marked by bad conduct? So despite the director’s shouting, no one came forward to bring her any clothes.

In the end, it was the director’s wife who sighed and fetched a piece of clothing to drape over her.

"Sister-in-law, I want to report this! I want to report this!" Jiang Rou quickly put on the clothes handed to her, her eyes blurry with tears as she clung to the director’s wife’s hand, crying out, "Someone framed me! They deliberately ruined my dress!"

"Who?" The director’s wife couldn’t help but frown, looking at her puzzled.

The rest of the crowd did the same, awaiting her explanation.