Reborn as the Villain's Wife, I Shine in 80s Chapter 447: Be an exquisite and radiant pregnant woman

Tian Sangsang finished speaking and didn’t even glance at Ye Binyi. She said to Guan Kunling, "I’m leaving now."

Guan Kunling nodded gently, granting her permission to go.

Ye Binyi’s face instantly turned pale, as if she couldn’t process how Tian Sangsang would talk to her like that. In the past, she had always been deferential toward her, never daring to ignore her like she did today.

"You, you, you...!!!"

After repeating "you" three tis, Ye Binyi’s face turned from pale to green. Staring at Tian Sangsang’s retreating figure, she decided to chase after her: "Tian Sangsang! Give back my grandson! That is my grandson, how could you hide him in your house? You howrecker, what kind of daughter-in-law acts like you?"

Ye Binyi was a relatively traditional person. To put it plainly, her thoughts were sowhat old-fashioned. She liked ng Shuyan—that child was fair and tender, easy to love, and he was indeed her grandson, whom she truly adored. On top of that, he was her eldest grandson, which ant to her that he was a mber of the Jiang Family, and he was destined to inherit the Jiang Family’s lineage.

If the lineage wasn’t kept within the Jiang Family, she would lack the face to et her ancestors when walking along the Yellow Springs Road in the afterlife.

That’s why she cared so deeply.

Guan Kunling frowned slightly and reached out her hand to stop the hysterical Ye Binyi.

Ye Binyi felt utterly wronged. Seeing Guan Kunling, she couldn’t help saying, "Kunling, look at her! She’s completely out of control, doesn’t even respect as her mother-in-law! Always dolled up and prancing around—she’s nothing but a howrecker! What kind of proper daughter-in-law behaves like this? Her husband is serving in the military, yet she can’t even handle the loneliness!"

"Madam, please watch your words."

Guan Kunling’s tone was extrely displeased. "Refrain from speaking rudely. This is a peaceful place. Furthermore, Sangsang is not as morally bankrupt as you claim. Please stop tarnishing her character. When you insult her, you insult as well."

Ye Binyi panicked inside. She hurriedly tried to explain, "I wouldn’t normally speak like this. I promise I won’t say such things again. I didn’t an to insult you—you’re such a wonderful young woman, how could I bear to insult you?"

Of course—how could she utter unsavory terms such as "howrecker" in front of Guan Kunling, a clean and pure young woman? Tian Sangsang could never compare to Kunling.

Guan Kunling quietly stood there, looking at her with an inscrutable gaze.

Suddenly, the shop fell silent, with no custors to disrupt the mont.

Ye Binyi was alone now. Her son was often away from ho, and her husband had cheated on her in the past. All she wanted was to have her grandson by her side, but now even he was gone.

She felt as though she was overflowing with grievances—seeing Kunling only made her want to pour her heart out, as if she felt a natural closeness to her.

"Do you think I’m especially unreasonable and overbearing?"

Guan Kunling nodded expressionlessly.

"..." Ye Binyi was montarily stunned.

"Do I look like soone who’s unreasonable and overbearing?"

Guan Kunling replied, "No."

"Exactly. I wasn’t like this in the past—it’s all because of my daughter-in-law forcing into this!" Ye Binyi spoke sorrowfully, her face full of regret. "Although you’re her friend, you might not truly understand her. Ever since she married into our family, she’s turned our household into complete chaos. Especially my son—he’s utterly bewitched by her."

"She’s got a bad reputation, poor education, a seductive appearance, and she constantly drags my son down. She’s nothing like you, Kunling—graceful and well-mannered. If she had even half of your qualities, I’d thank heaven and earth."

Guan Kunling fell silent for a mont and then said, "I haven’t studied extensively, nor do I have any formal education."

"..." Ye Binyi was dumbfounded. "That’s just superficial—those things don’t matter all that much. It’s her inner qualities that are entirely lacking. I’ve seen her flirting with male custors in the shop before. She even starred in a movie—completely disgraceful. She’s wicked at heart, always pretending to be sothing she’s not. Every ti she eats the food I cook, she ends up vomiting as if it’s deliberate!"

Guan Kunling replied, "Sangsang wouldn’t vomit for no reason."

Ye Binyi gave her a look as though she was too kind-hearted and said, "Well, the first ti she vomited was because she’s allergic to celery—that I’ll accept. But the second ti, her health was perfectly fine, yet she vomited anyway, embarrassing in front of my son. When I was hospitalized, she never once fulfilled her duty as a daughter-in-law to visit . But honestly, I didn’t need her to—I would’ve died from rage if she had co. And there was that ti she brought a bunch of her poor relatives to live in my ho and almost turned my garden into a vegetable patch."

"And then there’s Jinghuai—he’s infuriating too! Married his wife and completely forgot about his mother." Ye Binyi cried bitterly, "He dared to lie to ! He said he was delivering food to my grandson, but where was the food going? Clearly to that howre—Tian Sangsang!"

"Wasn’t he delivering the food for your grandson?" Guan Kunling suddenly spoke, her tone calm and questioning.

Her voice was so pleasant—crisp and lodious, cold like ice, yet elegant.

Ye Binyi froze, staring at her.

Guan Kunling t her gaze and said clearly, one word at a ti:

"He wasn’t lying to you—it was indeed for your grandson. Sangsang is pregnant."

"Wha-what?" Ye Binyi stood rooted in place, her body swaying slightly.

Guan Kunling added another sentence: "It’s your son’s child."

Ye Binyi moved her lips woodenly, as if trying to say sothing.

"Madam, you accused her of vomiting, but she didn’t do it on purpose—it’s just regular morning sickness." Guan Kunling explained briefly, and when custors arrived at the shop, she went to take care of them.

Only Ye Binyi remained, standing there alone and unsure how long she remained standing.

By the ti Guan Kunling had finished attending to the custors, Ye Binyi was no longer there.

**

By evening, the sky had started to darken. Tian Sangsang touched her flat stomach while walking along the street.

Although the sky was full of dark clouds and occasionally thunder bood, her mood was as cheerful as the smiling sun—warm and radiant~

There’s no denying that Zhao Chun was a gifted chef. After half a month of working as her male nanny, he had already mastered the skill without any formal training. He would often follow recipes to create a variety of delicious dishes. Although they couldn’t compare to hers, Tian Sangsang had grown quite fond of eating food made by others instead of her own cooking.

Your own cooking always seems less appetizing than others’~

Lately, Tian Sangsang had beco quite picky with her palate—many foods would lose appeal after being eaten for just a few days. Zhao Chun often switched things up to keep her curious, but there were two things he insisted on. First, she had to drink milk every morning and evening to avoid having a darker-skinned baby. Second, she had to eat a bowl of black chicken soup daily to ensure the baby wouldn’t be too weak like a little bleating lamb~

With more free ti on her hands, Tian Sangsang had taken a liking to making clothes. Her household had a sewing machine, and whenever she had spare cloth, she’d patch things together in mismatched designs. She loved wearing wide-legged pants—never growing tired of them. They made her waist look slim, her legs seem long, and her figure extrely flattering. Before her belly started showing, she wanted to wear them as much as possible—otherwise, once the bump erged, she’d look like a mismatched character wearing them.

So today she wore a white pure-cotton blouse made of soft and comfortable fabric, tucked neatly into her wide-legged pants. Her slender waist accentuated her straight legs. With her slightly wavy hair tied into a low ponytail tilted to the left side, she had tucked a flower-shaped hairpin into it.

The ensemble made her look both gentle and playful.

Even though she was pregnant, Tian Sangsang still loved dressing up. Pregnant won needed to take care of themselves too, after all—they were nurturing a life in their bellies, losing nutrients and beauty in the process. Becoming a refined pregnant woman, creating a sense of beauty day after day, had beco her source of joy. As long as she didn’t wear high heels, spray perfu, or apply heavy makeup, she believed she could style herself however she pleased.