Reborn as the Villain's Wife, I Shine in 80s-Chapter 564 - 548 The little devil in Yanyan’s eyes

So, the unease she sensed earlier was real? She thought it was just a simple memory lapse and had never suspected Jin Zhi at all. Tian Sangsang frowned deeply.

There was anger, there was disappointment, there was disbelief, and there was also a chill running down her spine.

Jin Zhi had always given her the impression of being obedient, honest, and hardworking. If Jin Zhi hadn’t admitted it herself just now, she would have completely let this matter slide.

Tian Sangsang sighed. "If your family is in trouble, you could have just told me. It’s not like I wouldn’t help you." Why resort to falsifying accounts?

If only she had come to her directly, Sangsang would have been glad to lend a helping hand. But instead of being upfront, she had chosen to mess around behind the scenes. If Sangsang hadn’t checked the products just now, would Jin Zhi have continued to hide it? It wasn’t about the few bottles of essential oil, nor was it about money. It was a matter of integrity.

Her heart turned cold, and the way she looked at Jin Zhi grew heavier. She’d rather have someone who wasn’t that efficient at their work than someone who stayed quiet and did things in secret. Such a person was far too dangerous.

After going through so much, she was no longer just herself—she was also the mother of two children. She had to be more cautious now.

Jin Zhi pressed her lips together and remained silent. She didn’t want to ask for help outright and risk being looked down upon. She couldn’t bring herself to do it—even if she was poor, she had to be poor with some pride.

"Boss." She lifted her head and pleaded in a low voice, "This is my own matter. Please don’t tell Mr. Zhao. He was the one who referred me here to work, but I will take responsibility for my actions."

Tian Sangsang sighed helplessly. What did this have to do with Zhao Chun? She wouldn’t go run off to share such things with him out of the blue.

"Carry on with your work. Just don’t let it happen again."

Jin Zhi looked at her anxiously, hoping for another word. Would she actually inform Mr. Zhao or not?

This was immensely important to her. She couldn’t imagine what kind of impression Zhao Chun would have of her if he found out.

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear. Before the man himself had even entered, his voice could already be heard from afar.

"Sangsang." Zhao Chun’s weak and wailing voice was accompanied by the faint sound of Little Tangyuan’s cries.

Now, to describe Little Tangyuan—that baby would cry at night, cry when in a bad mood, cry if he was wet, cry when he was sick, and cry out of hunger. Beyond those situations, he didn’t cry much.

Tian Sangsang glanced outside and, indeed, saw Zhao Chun holding Little Tangyuan in one arm, a milk bottle in the other, and looking at her with a desperate expression. "Tang Yuan’er refuses to drink the formula. He’s starving and crying now. Can you please calm him down?"

His face flushed red as he spoke. The implied meaning was clear: Tang Yuan’er wanted to nurse. No matter how much Zhao Chun tried to console him, there was nothing he could do—after all, what Tang Yuan’er wanted wasn’t something he could provide.

Tian Sangsang chuckled knowingly, recalling how she’d left in a rush this morning without nursing Tang Yuan’er.

Ever since she started breastfeeding after giving birth, there were times her breasts would swell with milk. It wasn’t something to be ashamed of; nearly all mothers went through this. During the breastfeeding period, there was always a lingering scent of milk. Thankfully, it was winter now. If it had been summer, the thin clothes might have made any mishap feel far more embarrassing.

She took Little Tangyuan from Zhao Chun’s arms and carried him into the inner room. The baby, starving as he was, nestled close to her the moment he smelled milk. The sight of him smacking his lips tugged at Tian Sangsang’s heartstrings.

At that moment, she couldn’t help but feel like she was just an oversized milk bottle.

Outside, Zhao Chun stood waiting with a small cloth bag and milk bottle in hand. Jin Zhi stared at him blankly, her heart aching unbearably. Was Mr. Zhao this close to the boss, even helping her look after her child? Could it be that the boss really planned to remarry?

She suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to cover her face and cry out loud.

He stood not far from her, a head taller than she was, looking every bit the handsome gentleman. From her angle, she could see his straight nose and striking profile, even the long, curled eyelashes that framed his eyes.

Such a good man, and yet all his care and affection were poured into a widow.

As if sensing her gaze, Zhao Chun turned to her and raised his eyebrows slightly. "Jin Zhi, do you need something?"

Jin Zhi’s cheeks instantly flushed. She fumbled awkwardly and let her gaze fall to the milk bottle in his hand.

Thinking she was surprised by the milk bottle, Zhao Chun rubbed his nose in embarrassment and forced a laugh. "I’m not usually like this at home. I’m just helping out with the baby for now~~"

Jin Zhi quickly looked at him, her eyes brightening with surprise.

Zhao Chun suddenly blinked and asked her in a very serious, hushed tone:

"Do you smell anything strange on me?"

"No," Jin Zhi replied earnestly, shaking her head. "What kind of smell are you talking about?"

Zhao Chun said, "Pee. You know, a pee smell."

Over the past month, he’d been peed on by Little Tangyuan countless times. Babies—they were like this when they were first born. He didn’t mind it in the slightest—after all, this was his godchild. But still, the smell... he couldn’t help but ask.

Jin Zhi let out a small "Ah," before lowering her voice. "No, I don’t smell anything."

Zhao Chun breathed a sigh of relief.

**

Meng Shuyan couldn’t figure it out. Back when his little sister was still in Mom’s belly, their whole family had been happy and harmonious without a care in the world. He was happy, and so was everyone else.

But now, everything was different.

The little sister from before had disappeared, replaced by this little troublemaker.

This little troublemaker had just suddenly shown up in their home, completely without warning.

Since the troublemaker’s arrival, Shuyan felt like he had less and less of a place at home.

Before, he could sleep in the same room as Mom, but now that spot was taken by the troublemaker. Before, Mom used to kiss him and say goodnight; now, those words were swallowed up by the cold silence around him. Before, Mom would take him out to play from time to time; now, any outings were with her carrying the troublemaker, swaying him gently.

Before...

This little troublemaker had stolen everything that belonged to him: Mom, Chun Zisu’s attention—all of it!

At lunch, the family of four gathered around the table.

He sat there alone, no one putting food on his plate, no one asking if he was full or not. Chun Zisu sat next to him; Mom sat across from him, holding the troublemaker in her arms.

The troublemaker was bundled up in a thick coat and wore a tiny hat, looking just like a puffed-up Little Tangyuan. Normally, all he did was sleep, but come dinnertime and the middle of the night, he became extremely spirited. Whenever he cried at night, Mom and Chun Zisu would whirl around in a mess, showering him with care, while Shuyan was left to his own devices.

The troublemaker was too unnatural. Shuyan suspected he had been sent by bad people to their home to destroy their family relationships. On the outside, he was white, but on the inside, he was filled with black sesame—a deceitful, scheming dark heart. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Meng Shuyan stared wide-eyed, refusing to back down as he glared at the troublemaker.

Holding a spoon, he mechanically drank his soup, letting it spill onto his clothes without even noticing—his eyes remained fixed on the troublemaker.

The troublemaker, meanwhile, lazily gazed back at him. Occasionally, he’d lift an eyebrow or blink. His two little hands clapped together, as if applauding, laughing at him, mocking him, provoking him.

"Tang Yuan’er, come have some milk," Mom cooed.

"Oh, what a good boy, Mommy’s little darling."

"Sangsang, don’t feed him too much. Otherwise, he might get too full and spit up again."

"You’re right, thank you for reminding me."

"Ah, ahh!" The troublemaker laughed.

Meng Shuyan snorted, cutting into their conversation. "Mom, Chun Zisu, don’t you think the little troublemaker is weird?"

Tian Sangsang shot him a glance. "Yanyan, what are you calling your little brother?"

Meng Shuyan: "Little Tangyuan."

Zhao Chun chimed in, "He’s not weird at all. Tang Yuan’er is just as adorable as you, Yanyan. You’re both my little warriors."

Meng Shuyan: Hmph! ╭(╯^╰)╮