Reborn as the Villain's Wife, I Shine in 80s-Chapter 520 - 504 hid in the space

"Makes sense, of course. Just go about your business as usual." Tian Sangsang walked beside him and suddenly smacked her forehead in frustration. "My terrible memory!"

"Hey, don’t hurt yourself!" Zhao Chun was startled. "What’s wrong?"

Tian Sangsang shook her head, still frustrated. Pregnancy had dulled her in every way—except her chest and belly, which had grown. All the nutrients seemed to go there, leaving little for her brain.

She should have given that map to Jiang Jinghuai back then.

Then she thought, maybe she should install a surveillance camera at home. She had such devices in her storage space—not just cameras, but also listening devices.

She made up her mind to install some listening devices at Yipin Xiangju, her own home, and Zhao Chun’s courtyard house. Not to monitor them, of course, but so that she’d know more quickly if strangers broke in.

Only, how would she give them to Zhao Chun?

These tiny listening devices seemed far too advanced for this era.

Tian Sangsang was lost in thought, and just as she reached the alley’s entrance, someone gently grabbed her hand.

She looked up in confusion, but before she could turn to Zhao Chun, she noticed something unusual across from her.

Several men with icy expressions were staring them down like predators.

Tian Sangsang tightened her grip on Zhao Chun’s hand, her heart instantly on edge.

Zhao Chun pressed his lips together firmly, giving her a solemn side glance. "Split up and run. You, run fast."

There was no time for more words. The many alleys here provided no clear escape routes; the men had blocked off the roads ahead. Breaking through would be tough. The two of them immediately turned and ran.

Tian Sangsang held onto her belly with one hand, worried that running like this might harm her body. But she dared not ease up even for a moment—she just kept running.

Closer, closer! As she reached the entrance of another alley, she darted inside, quickly disappearing into the shadows of the sunlight.

The two men chasing her looked at each other in confusion. "She got away!" Damn it. This was a dead-end alley, and she was a pregnant woman. How had she vanished?

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Things weren’t going well here, but Zhao Chun’s side was much smoother.

In his palm, he gripped the thing Tian Sangsang had secretly slipped him earlier. It was cool and sort of round—he couldn’t tell what it was but guessed it might be some kind of small device. The men behind him were giving chase, and as he turned into an alley, Zhao Chun quickly placed the object in his pants pocket. When he raised his head, his dark pupils constricted sharply.

Shit! A dead-end alley!

Footsteps approached, different from the hurried ones earlier—these were calm and steady.

Cold sweat trickled down his back. A wave of dizziness came over him before he could react further. The world spun, and he plunged into a dark abyss.

Having been in her spatial realm for about half an hour, Tian Sangsang wasn’t sure if the pursuers outside had left, so she didn’t dare to venture out rashly. But she worried about Zhao Chun. With her spatial ability, she herself was safe enough, but Zhao Chun’s situation was far less certain. Facing so many pursuers, he would have no chance.

During this time, she held onto the listening device in her hand. Its faint blinking light showed no voices—just an eerily silent void. Her lips grew dry as she waited, occasionally catching faint rustling noises that weren’t human.

With her other hand, she tightly gripped her clothes. No, no, she couldn’t panic! She had to think positively! Maybe Zhao Chun had thrown the listening device while running? That’d explain why she couldn’t hear anything. But then, wouldn’t that be even more dangerous? She couldn’t even hear his voice!

Unable to stay in the spatial realm any longer, Tian Sangsang murmured a command to leave. The alley was eerily quiet. The walls on both sides were neither high nor low. Above, the sky shone clear and blue. She stood alone in the middle, hesitating.

The sunlight was still lazy, but the atmosphere had shifted—it felt suffocating.

Tian Sangsang felt her mind teetering on the edge of collapse. A buzzing sound filled her ears as if the world was trying to close in on her. Everything had been fine just moments ago, and suddenly it changed. Relationships between people were such strange things—so unpredictable, so full of unforeseen twists.

She shook her head and cautiously walked to the alley entrance.

No one.

She suddenly felt like a bird newly freed from a cage and started running and searching recklessly.

She looked through alley after alley, but there was still no sign of anyone.

Where was everyone? Where had they all gone? Was she really the only one left here?

"Zhao Chun—Zhao Chun—" Her voice rang through the alleys again and again, but there was no answer.

She kept searching, wandering through the streets until she reached West City Road.

Her legs were exhausted, her feet sore. She stood in the street.

This was supposed to be her territory, yet she couldn’t make sense of it now.

Guan Kunling spotted her from inside a shop. She looked disheveled, her face damp not with heat but cold sweat. Her short, delicately curled hair was mussed from running, strands sticking to her cheeks.

"Sangsang." Guan Kunling brought her inside the shop, brushing her stray hairs gently away from her face with concern. "What happened? Why are you so panicked?"

"Did you see Zhao Chun?" she asked, catching her breath.

"Not today." Guan Kunling shook his head lightly.

"That’s bad." Her last hope evaporated. She had hoped Zhao Chun might have made his way to Yipin Xiangju. Tian Sangsang, now exhausted, slowly walked to a small room and sat down, her body tense.

Guan Kunling poured her a cup of tea, his calm movements smooth and fluid.

Tian Sangsang felt a little steadier inside. "Kunling, has anyone been giving you trouble recently?"

"Who would dare trouble me?"

So, no troubles.

Good—this meant those people were targeting her and Zhao Chun and hadn’t involved Kunling. Back then in Mount Lushan, it had been just her and Zhao Chun.

Her brows furrowed deeply as she said nervously, "Zhao Chun and I were being followed, and they showed themselves when we left earlier. We split up and ran, and I managed to hide, but Zhao Chun’s gone. I think he’s been taken. You were right—Beijing really isn’t safe."

Guan Kunling narrowed her eyes slightly. It wasn’t just unsafe—it was unthinkable for someone to kidnap people randomly. She knew Sangsang was hiding secrets—and those secrets likely drew malicious people. She wouldn’t pry. Her priority was protecting Sangsang. The secrets could wait.

"I’ll help you bring him back," Guan Kunling said after some thought. "Where did you first encounter the attackers?" For her, Zhao Chun was a friend too. She couldn’t tolerate anyone snatching someone right under her nose.

"Qingyao Alley," Tian Sangsang replied.

Guan Kunling nodded thoughtfully, then asked abruptly, "Did they harm you?"

"I’m fine." Tian Sangsang shook her head, a warm feeling swelling inside. "Back when I used to lug around extra fat, I could still run a hundred meters in seconds flat. I’m no slouch now either—they didn’t even touch me."

Guan Kunling’s expression eased slightly. "Then I’ll go investigate the original site."

"Wait." Tian Sangsang stopped her, suddenly pulling out a small device. "I put a listening device on Zhao Chun. Let’s listen for anything useful first." Otherwise, Kunling might face unnecessary difficulties.

Guan Kunling’s gaze flickered with faint curiosity. A listening device?