Reborn as the Villain's Wife, I Shine in 80s-Chapter 474 - 459 wild species

"That’s good. We can’t let the rumors defeat us, and you can’t back down either." Tian Sangsang squinted her almond-shaped eyes and said, "I think this isn’t just about some simple gossip. Maybe someone’s pulling strings behind the scenes."

Zhao Chun’s expression turned serious. "If there’s really someone behind this, we’ll need to drag them out into the open. You’re carrying a person, not a bomb, yet these people just won’t leave you alone."

"If I were carrying a bomb, that would be better. People would all stay far away from me; no one would dare come near," Tian Sangsang said wistfully.

Zhao Chun thought to herself, no, even if it were a bomb, he’d still take care of her.

**

After the rumors spread, the fandom grew rabidly intense. Not just intense, but restless too. Tian Sangsang had previously acted in *Lushan Love*, and while people vaguely knew that she was Zhou Yun, they weren’t entirely certain. But recently, people suddenly became sure of it. Fans frequently came to the Yipin Xiangju store, shouting "Zhou Yun, Zhou Yun," and some even asked for her autograph.

This was unexpected for Tian Sangsang. She preferred living a quiet life, and too much attention always left her feeling uneasy. There were times when she didn’t even want to go to the store. Last month was her toughest—it was constant eating and vomiting—and her previously gained weight had slimmed down significantly. Fortunately, by the fourth month of her pregnancy, things stabilized, and she could eat again. But staying at home all day wasn’t practical either. Occasionally, she’d find reasons to go out, like picking up Meng Shuyan.

Zhao Chun had taken it upon himself to handle picking up Meng Shuyan, sparing her from undue strain. So her outings turned into occasional trips to check on the store.

That day, just as she was about to step inside one of the private rooms, Tian Sangsang saw a mother and daughter enter the shop. The woman appeared to be in her thirties, had a round, slightly chubby face, and her daughter, probably seven or eight years old, radiated innocence and cheerfulness.

"What’s this? Is this for real? Such a small bottle marked for such a price?" The woman walked in, curiously peering everywhere. She examined every item, complained about the high prices, and then put them back—all in the wrong places.

Tian Sangsang couldn’t help glancing at her a few more times.

The little girl was full of energy and, upon seeing Tian Sangsang, fixated her big eyes onto her. "Zhou Yun, big sister Zhou Yun!"

She then pulled on her mother’s hand, excitedly shouting, "Mom, look, it’s big sister Zhou Yun!"

"Zhou Yun, big sister Zhou Yun!" She giggled and tried to run over, only to be yanked back by the woman. The woman spat contemptuously, "What Zhou Yun, big sister? Acting in those kinds of movies when she’s a married woman—shameless wretch!"

"Reeking of seduction and debauchery. Stay away from her, and don’t you dare pick up on her vixen ways!"

There were other customers in the store, all startled by the woman’s loud and unkind proclamation. With the recent rumors circulating, the crowd began whispering among themselves.

For a woman in China during this period, modern movies like that might be acceptable if she were unmarried. But for someone married, people couldn’t stomach it. Chinese women, especially then, carried an inherent sense of conservatism. While they could admire a fashionable woman, that admiration turned into harsh criticism if the woman was married.

The woman continued disdainfully picking apart the products. Those overhearing her remarks assumed she must have some truth to back up her claims—why else would she speak so confidently? The rumors seemed to sway their minds further.

As the gossip grew louder, Tian Sangsang calmly stopped Guan Kunling, who was about to step forward to confront the woman. With a faint smile, she turned to look at the woman and said, "Ma’am, please watch your words. Our store is a civil place. There’s no room for vulgar language here. If you keep speaking like this, I’ll have to have you leave."

The woman spat again, her gaze turning hostile toward Tian Sangsang. "You vixen! You do dirty things and won’t even let me talk about them? The rumors outside are everywhere—you’re an adulteress, shameless, thrown out by your husband’s family, running around with other men. A woman like you selling products? Who would buy them? Just touching your stuff feels disgusting."

"I bet selling products is just a front. Selling your body is the real deal." She shot a triumphant glance at Tian Sangsang’s belly and spewed venom, her spit flying as she spoke. "Who even knows whose bastard you’re carrying in there? Shameless! Trash! A bastard seed from a woman like you—no one will respect that kid as they grow up. Might as well just abort it!"

"Enough!" Tian Sangsang’s anger finally peaked as she coldly uttered the words, her face expressionless as she stared the woman down. "If you’re done, leave now. Stop disrupting my business or I’ll call the police." She couldn’t abide anyone dragging her unborn child into the insults. What kind of morals did this woman have to wield such a filthy tongue?

"You think you’re so great, huh? What makes you so proud? Asking me to leave? I don’t even want to stay in this lousy place, your trash products—what the... ah!"

The woman’s screeching voice suddenly pitched high before abruptly cutting off. Her eyes bulged wide as she clasped at her chest. Struggling to breathe, her face turned pale, and she seemed intent on speaking but couldn’t manage a word.

"What’s happening?"

"She was just talking, then suddenly stopped!"

People around exchanged confused whispers.

Tian Sangsang stepped forward at the perfect moment and casually remarked, "It’s probably because she got worked up and choked on her words."

"Ma’am, I suggest you go visit a hospital. And in the future, please think twice before speaking loosely. Heaven hears and sees it all—even the skies can’t bear groundless slander."

The woman clutched at her throat with trembling fingers, her expression one of pain. She shot one last venomous glare at Tian Sangsang before grabbing her daughter and storming out indignantly.

Unbeknownst to her, Guan Kunling had stealthily flicked a silver needle toward her moments earlier, shutting her up instantly. Truth be told, Kunling had wanted to aim for the woman’s forehead, but if anything serious happened in the store, they’d be the ones in trouble. Besides, Sangsang had forbidden it.

Afterward, Tian Sangsang glanced at the store across the street, *Flowery Years*. She couldn’t be sure if this was another scheme by Ji Qin to slander her. That evening, Guan Kunling returned after digging for details: "The woman’s name is Hu Yiping. She’s married and a local from Beijing. Her husband is a minor manager at a state-run factory, and she herself doesn’t have a job. Apparently, she’s just naturally a gossipy, loose-mouthed type; she wasn’t directed by anyone."

Tian Sangsang allowed herself some relief. As long as it wasn’t Ji Qin, that was better. If this time had been another move by Ji Qin, she wouldn’t hold back. Some lines shouldn’t be crossed. Her child, once born, would take priority in her efforts; she’d give them the best life she could manage. They were certainly not a bastard, and absolutely nobody would be allowed to discriminate against them!

After that incident, a man started frequenting the shop daily to buy things. He was a chubby middle-aged man with a round face and squinted eyes, radiating an air of ill intent. Every time he came, he’d smile as he purchased something and grinned as he left, claiming his purchases were for his wife.

Ye Binyi had recently reached the height of her frustration. She had once admired Li Yibai with all her heart, wanting to connect with such a brilliant talent. But when her sick leave finally ended and she returned to school, she saw Li Yibai face to face—and her smile vanished instantly. That unmistakable face belonged to the vixen she’d encountered before!