Reborn as the Villain's Wife, I Shine in 80s-Chapter 553 - 537 Heart-wrenching production

Zhao Chun saw her face pale, her breathing rapid, and beads of cold sweat forming on her forehead.

Instinctively, he reached out to support her, but his hand touched something wet.

"Sangsang!" he shouted, completely at a loss. "Is... is the baby coming?"

Having been paying attention to the commotion, Ye Binyi immediately ran over upon hearing the noise.

"The water broke!"

As someone who had been through this before, she instantly understood the situation with perfect clarity.

Because of the commotion on this side, others at the scene turned to look.

A few of the women, familiar with such situations, murmured with shared understanding, "She’s about to give birth."

They had heard about the Jiang Family’s situation too—the husband died while on duty, leaving his pregnant wife behind. What a pitiful fate, especially having to witness a man who looked strikingly like her late husband marrying another woman. No woman could bear such a blow.

Hua Jun suppressed the fury burning in her heart. This was supposed to be her wedding—something that happens only once in a lifetime—and yet it was ruined by these people. Tian Sangsang, of all times to give birth, had to choose this moment! Was she intentionally trying to curse her? Hua Jun was filled with regret; she should never have invited Tian Sangsang out of spite, wanting to see her suffer. Now the situation might completely backfire on her.

She looked toward Jiang Jinghuai, but he remained strangely indifferent, his face calm as usual. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

"She’s going into labor! Quickly, get her to the hospital!" Ye Binyi said worriedly.

Zhao Chun promptly picked Tian Sangsang up and dashed outside, with Jiang’s father and Ye Binyi following to get the car.

Some other women from the Jiang Family were also called to join.

The scene descended into chaos, with Jiang Jinghuai quietly watching the commotion on the other side. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

The man with a cold, resolute expression had something explosive hidden deep in his pitch-black eyes—a heat, a shock, a realization... but it lasted only an instant.

"Mommy! Mommy!"

Meng Shuyan clung to Ye Binyi’s hand as he walked, his tiny legs moving hurriedly, tears streaming down his face. He looked up and cried, "Grandma, Mommy is in pain..."

"Mommy is hurting..."

Ye Binyi choked back her tears and picked him up.

Meng Shuyan struggled, trying to get down, his voice trembling with sobs, "Mommy looks like she’s going to die..."

"No, no, Yanyan," Ye Binyi reassured him, stroking his head gently, "Your mommy is going to have a baby. She’s not going to die."

"Have a baby?"

"She’s giving you a little brother or sister."

Meng Shuyan had always looked forward to having siblings, but today he realized that having a brother or sister meant Mommy would have to endure this kind of pain. So he murmured pleadingly, "Don’t let Mommy hurt."

"Sangsang, Sangsang." Zhao Chun’s heroic face turned pale as he carried Tian Sangsang to the car.

Ye Binyi climbed in with Meng Shuyan in her arms as well.

Jiang’s father urgently started the car, while others from the Jiang Family followed in another vehicle close behind.

"Mommy, Mommy," Meng Shuyan cried softly, nervously clutching her hand.

Tian Sangsang, her mind somewhat muddled by the pain, calmed down slightly when she saw her son’s tender little face.

She clenched her teeth, trying her best to suppress her cries of pain. "Yanyan, don’t be scared. Mommy’s fine."

He sobbed like a pitiful puppy, "Mommy, don’t die."

"Good boy, Mommy won’t die. Mommy will stay with you."

Tian Sangsang’s stomach throbbed more intensely, but to keep Meng Shuyan and Zhao Chun from worrying, she forced herself to stay composed.

"Mommy, you’re hurting. You’re in pain, I know."

Meng Shuyan didn’t even have time to wipe his tears; he just stared at her, as though she might vanish at any moment.

Perhaps this was the bond between a mother and her child. Tian Sangsang’s hand was gripped tightly by Zhao Chun, her fingers squeezing so hard it felt like they might crush his. With a weak smile, she said, "See? Mommy’s fine, Mommy doesn’t hurt anymore. Be a good boy and sit tight, okay?"

Ye Binyi held Meng Shuyan close, trying to distract him. "Yanyan, let’s not disturb Mommy for now—let her save her strength."

Meng Shuyan nodded obediently but kept his unwavering gaze fixed on Tian Sangsang.

Jiang’s father gripped the steering wheel tightly and shouted from the front, "We’re just a few minutes away from the hospital, Sangsang. Hang on for a little longer."

"Yes," Ye Binyi took a deep breath, "Sangsang, hold on. We’re almost there. We’ll all stay with you." Having been through this herself, she deeply empathized with Sangsang’s pain.

Her eyes welled up—not for her grandson, but for her daughter-in-law. She remembered her own experience of giving birth to Jiaqi, and she wished with all her heart that her daughter-in-law would be okay too.

In a woman’s life, what mattered most wasn’t much outside of her husband and marriage. Back then, her heart had been completely shattered by her husband’s infidelity—and now, her daughter-in-law had to endure her own share of pain. Why must women make life harder for other women? This was her most heartfelt revelation yet. But what was the use of reflecting on such things now? Her daughter-in-law’s safety was the priority.

"It’s not yet time for delivery, so eat something first—you’ll need the strength later."

"There were still a few days left before the due date, but now this has happened so suddenly. Everything’s still back at home."

Zhao Chun was at a complete loss.

Ye Binyi said, "Once we get to the hospital, you and Sangsang go in first, and I’ll go buy supplies."

Zhao Chun looked anxiously at Tian Sangsang’s increasingly pale profile.

"Stop panicking, it’s not like we’re going to battle," Tian Sangsang managed to say before letting out a pained whimper. Her stomach hurt worse than ever.

"We’re here! We’re here!"

The car abruptly stopped, and Jiang’s father quickly jumped out to open the door.

Zhao Chun carried Tian Sangsang out, while Jiang’s father stepped forward to handle the arrangements. Because Tian Sangsang had previously undergone prenatal check-ups at this hospital, they quickly got her admitted to a delivery ward.

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Childbirth isn’t about technique—it’s all about physical endurance. Two hours passed, and the baby still hadn’t been born. The doctor assured them it was normal, nothing to worry about, but that they needed to wait—just wait and wait...

Tian Sangsang tried her best to endure, suppressing every scream of pain.

During the waiting period, Ye Binyi entered with a bowl of steaming noodles. "Sangsang, eat something. You’ll need the energy to deliver the baby."

Tian Sangsang weakly looked at her kind face, feeling a sense of surreal disorientation. What was happening? Why had everything changed in a flash? From heaven to hell, and then back from hell to heaven.

She took difficult breaths and managed a few bites of noodles, feeling her strength return to her body bit by bit.

She could hear Meng Shuyan’s soft sobs from outside, calling for her—"Mommy" over and over again. Each cry tugged at her fragile heart, filling her with sadness like a fish gasping for air on the verge of death.

Fragments of her past flashed by like scenes from an old movie.

In this life, she had known love, and she had known hate. All of it revolved around one man—the man who had taken over her heart and soul.

"Right now, nothing matters more than my mom’s safety."

"At this point, are you really going to keep being unreasonable? Do you honestly believe you’ve done nothing wrong?"

"This is my home. Where do you expect me to go?"

...

"Has he paid our family the bride price? No, he hasn’t!"

"Let me ask again, did you even hold a wedding or banquet in Beijing?"

"That’s even worse—tear up the marriage certificate, and who’s to prove you were ever married?"

...

"I promise you, I’ll finish the mission quickly. I’ll be back before you give birth."

...

The pain came in waves, tormenting her relentlessly until she finally cried out in agony.