Reborn as the Villain's Wife, I Shine in 80s-Chapter 509 - 493 Her man in swimsuit

That day, before Tian Sangsang could head to Yipin Xiangju to find Kunling, she came across the latest newspaper, which had, of course, been brought back by Jiang Jinghuai. The headline was none other than Li Yibai admitting to plagiarizing Yadan.

At the time, Tian Sangsang was eating the breakfast Jiang Jinghuai had prepared—mushroom and chicken congee. She had just bitten into a piece of chicken and swallowed it in one gulp, her eyes widening in disbelief. How on earth did Kunling pull that off?

It wasn’t until the afternoon when Zhang Ying came looking for her, saying she was heading back to her hometown and taking Li Yibai along, that Tian Sangsang truly understood—Li Yibai’s fate was sealed. She approved it, but this meant losing a chef auntie at the factory.

She had no choice but to hire another auntie to fill the gap.

There were seven days left until Jiang Jinghuai returned to his unit. Ever since he brought that newspaper back, his expression had been unusually heavy. As his bedmate, even though he didn’t say anything, Tian Sangsang could tell something was off. It felt as if he were waiting—for something or someone. Every day, his eyes swept through the living room.

Later, Tian Sangsang found out he was waiting for a phone call.

September was still blazingly hot, and many people were flocking to go swimming.

Tian Sangsang didn’t have much interest in swimming. Asking a pregnant woman to swim? That image was too awkward to bear.

On the other hand, little Meng Shuyan was highly intrigued by swimming. Upon returning home, he kept talking about how one of his classmates had gone swimming yesterday. "Mommy, Xiaopang told me his dad took him swimming yesterday. What does swimming feel like?"

"Daddy, Xiaopang said his mommy got him a swim ring yesterday. What’s a swim ring?"

Bla bla bla... buzzing like a mosquito flapping its wings, flying back and forth.

Tian Sangsang and Jiang Jinghuai exchanged a glance, already seeing through the little one’s not-so-subtle intentions.

The next morning, Tian Sangsang snuggled under the covers, unwilling to get up.

Jiang Jinghuai, puzzled, held her in his arms and ran his fingers gently across her belly. "Sangbao, time to get up."

Tian Sangsang pulled the blanket over her head. "Suddenly, I just don’t feel like it."

She didn’t even know why she was being so fussy. She just didn’t want to get up, didn’t want to look in the mirror, didn’t want to go outside. She was so chubby now—it felt better to just hide at home. She couldn’t understand it. Back when she was darker-skinned and even chubbier, she never minded. But now, gaining just a little weight, she was acting all sensitive and dramatic.

After a while, she pulled the blanket down and said hesitantly, "Are we really taking him swimming? He’s such a young kid—swimming seems too dangerous."

"I’ll be there. What’s there to worry about?"

Jiang Jinghuai said, "When I was his age, I was already jumping into rivers to swim."

That actually made sense. Tian Sangsang said, "But you’re a child of the ’50s. Yanyan is from the ’70s."

A generation gets more pampered as they go, don’t you get it?

It was Jiang Jinghuai’s first time hearing this kind of generational comparison:

"Girls should be raised rich; boys, raised tough. You’re raising Yanyan like a girl."

Whether a boy or a girl, they’re still the apple of their parents’ eye. Tian Sangsang reached out and pinched the flesh at his waist—still firm—and kept pinching until her hand got sore. She widened her eyes and huffed, "Don’t pin this all on me! If you didn’t spoil him, would you even be taking him swimming? You’re coddling him too, yet you want to push the blame on me? Obviously, I’m the strict parent!"

Jiang Jinghuai’s hand crept up to her chest, gave a squeeze, and then retracted.

Tian Sangsang felt her mind go a little hazy. This guy—when he couldn’t win an argument, he’d resort to revenge. Her face flushed bright red as she slapped his hand away. "...But where are we going to swim? The beach is too far, isn’t it?"

Jiang Jinghuai answered, "No need for all that trouble. We’ll go to the sports center."

"Won’t there be a ton of people at the sports center?" Tian Sangsang was currently most afraid of crowds.

Jiang Jinghuai’s lips curved in a knowing smile. "Nope."

Her eyes suddenly sparkled. "Will there be a lot of athletes there? Especially swimmers? You know, like Ning Zetao—good looks and a perfect physique."

Jiang Jinghuai’s tone turned dangerous. "Ning Zetao?"

"Just giving an example," Tian Sangsang said with a laugh, trying to smooth things over. "I just think nowadays, all the swimmers in professional sports have physiques way better than regular guys. Those eight-pack abs, the Adonis belts, long legs, bronzed skin..." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Jiang Jinghuai’s gaze darkened, and he turned her round little face directly toward him. "And you’re not talking about me?"

"No." Tian Sangsang spat out the word, her smile suddenly bright and playful. "None of them are better than you~"

Little demon! Jiang Jinghuai’s once-stormy expression finally broke into a spring-like warmth, and something within him started to boil.

Tian Sangsang, flustered, pushed him away. "Get up, get up—we still have to go to the sports center."

So sharp-tongued, yet so soft and spineless in bed—yep, that’s her.

Tian Sangsang had assumed the sports center would be packed, but when they arrived, it was empty except for them. The space was vast and unexpectedly cool, with no stifling heat at all.

Today, Meng Shuyan wore an outfit picked out by Tian Sangsang—a white little T-shirt and tiny beach shorts. The outfit made him look even more strikingly cute, with his red lips and pearly teeth and delicate features.

Tian Sangsang helped him take off his shirt and said, "If you start to feel uncomfortable in the water, come up right away, okay?"

Meng Shuyan replied, "I won’t, Mommy. I’ll feel just fine. Mommy, do you want to swim with me? Let’s bring little sister along!"

A black line seemed to drop down Tian Sangsang’s forehead. "Uh." With the rolls of fat on her belly, her figure was already out of shape. Just imagining herself splashing around in the water...

"Your mommy is pregnant; she can’t get in the water," Jiang Jinghuai explained as he gave Meng Shuyan a swim ring, slipping it over him and gently placing him in the pool.

As soon as he hit the water, Meng Shuyan acted like a little fish, excitedly paddling around. He didn’t know how to swim; he was just sitting in the ring, flailing his little hands and kicking his legs like crazy. Tian Sangsang watched for a while from the pool’s edge. Seeing there was no danger, she moved to sit on a chair.

The chairs here weren’t very comfortable—they weren’t lounge chairs. Well, she was overthinking it; this wasn’t some luxury vacation spot.

Seeing that Jiang Jinghuai was about to get in the water, Tian Sangsang grabbed his hand and said, "You’re all happily splashing around, and what am I supposed to do? Ah, time, you’ve turned the lively, adorable girl I used to be into this waddling pregnant mess."

Jiang Jinghuai pulled her hand close and kissed it, his dark eyes burning. "Just watch me."

Huh? Tian Sangsang was taken aback, eyeing his handsome face with suspicion. This guy was up to something. No doubt!

Then, all of a sudden, he started taking off his shirt, revealing a bronze, healthy chest with a few scars. Next, he began undoing his belt, the metallic clinking echoing through the hall with an oddly seductive rhythm.

"Stop, what are you doing—" Tian Sangsang quickly shielded her belly. Don’t look! Don’t look! He was actually taking his pants off.

Jiang Jinghuai said nothing. Once he removed his pants, he revealed swim trunks beneath them. Only then did Tian Sangsang relax, her mind racing. When had he even put on swim trunks?

Right in front of her, Jiang Jinghuai suddenly jumped into the pool, leaving little Meng Shuyan wide-eyed in shock. Compared to his dad, he was nothing more than a clumsy little novice.