Reborn as the Villain's Wife, I Shine in 80s-Chapter 566 - 550 spoiled kid, let him go hungry!

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The piercing sound of honking felt like it was about to shatter his eardrums. Meng Shuyan froze in place, fear glimmering in his tear-filled eyes. In that critical moment, everything went dark, and his body was suddenly enveloped by an embrace.

Jiang Jinghuai held him tightly and rolled to the roadside.

The car’s wheels narrowly grazed Jiang Jinghuai’s clothes. He let out a muffled grunt, and the sound of bones cracking came from his arm. To shield the little one in his arms, his right palm slammed heavily into the ground, the rough surface scraping away at his skin.

Yet, he felt no pain. Just as he was about to lower his head to check on Meng Shuyan in his arms, the little boy had already burrowed into his chest, his small face pressed against him.

Tears gushed out, soaking Jiang Jinghuai’s clothes. He sobbed in his arms, "Dad, I knew you would save me. Mom doesn’t love me anymore; she only loves my little brother. Dad, I want to be with you."

"Mom and Chun Zisu don’t want me..."

The little boy’s soft, fragile body leaned fully into him, softening Jiang Jinghuai’s taut frame.

Jiang Jinghuai wrapped his arms around the tiny figure and gently patted his back, soothing him. "There, there, don’t cry. Dad is here."

"Ye Jiang!" Hua Jun’s anguished voice rang out, and she hurried over.

Pain struck Jiang Jinghuai’s heart as he loosened his hold on the small figure in his arms.

Realizing his intention, Meng Shuyan clung to him like an octopus, refusing to let go, "Dad, Dad."

"Ye Jiang, are you okay?" Hua Jun’s lips trembled as she examined him meticulously.

"I’m fine," Jiang Jinghuai replied lightly, conveying helplessness with his gaze.

Listening to Meng Shuyan’s cries, Hua Jun grew irritated but didn’t want to forcefully yank him away.

Her eyes flickered as she chided him, "You nearly scared me to death. That was so dangerous just now. Why did you rush in so recklessly to save him? Good thing you’re okay. Otherwise, I..."

Jiang Jinghuai looked directly at her, his gaze calm and clear. "I’m a policeman. No matter who it was just now, I would have saved them. I’m sorry, Ah Jun, for worrying you."

Hua Jun’s doubts were instantly dispelled. She had feared he rescued the child solely because it was his own. Of course, as a policeman, he wouldn’t stand idly by, even for a stranger. It was merely coincidence that today’s incident involved Tian Sangsang’s son.

"Yanyan." Hua Jun bent down and wrapped both arms around Meng Shuyan’s waist, trying to pull him off Jiang Jinghuai, "Yanyan, don’t be scared anymore. It’s all over now. Let go of Uncle and let Auntie take a look at you."

"What are you all doing here?" Tian Sangsang’s cold voice suddenly interrupted.

Jiang Jinghuai stood up, and Meng Shuyan wiped his tears, turning to look at her.

"Yanyan!" Tian Sangsang rushed forward and embraced him, kissing the top of his little head. "Why are you here? Mommy was so worried she almost went crazy."

"Don’t cry. Who bullied you?"

She straightened up, casting a hostile and disdainful glance at Hua Jun and Jiang Jinghuai.

Carrying Little Tangyuan in her arms, Zhao Chun arrived as well. The group stood stunned, exchanging looks.

Hua Jun was infuriated. What kind of look was that? As though someone here had wronged Tian Sangsang’s son. Clearly, it was her own son who had run toward the street, nearly getting himself killed. If Ye Jiang hadn’t saved him, he would have been hit and sent flying.

Would she even be able to see her son now? Not even a chance!

Out of respect for Jiang Jinghuai’s presence, Hua Jun smiled faintly, "Yanyan got lost, and we happened to find him."

Tian Sangsang focused her gaze on Meng Shuyan’s face, skeptical. Was this not Hua Jun’s doing?

Before she could question further, the little boy defiantly muttered, "I wasn’t lost. I walked off on purpose."

He raised his eyes to Tian Sangsang, deliberately saying it loud enough for her to hear.

"What did you say? Say that again to Mommy." Tian Sangsang froze.

Meng Shuyan, his eyes shimmering with even more tears, puffed up with indignation. "I’m running away from home."

Tian Sangsang, caught between anger and disbelief, laughed bitterly, fully sensing the fury bubbling from her son. In this instant, she realized her son’s grievances and his rebellion. What had seemed like a major scare turned out to be nothing more than childish resistance, though she and Zhao Chun had been terrified beyond measure.

Her heart ached, burning fervently in her chest.

"Oh, so you’re capable now. You’ve truly exceeded what Mommy thought you could do."

"Running away from home, huh? Who taught you that? Hm?"

"Tell Mommy. Who taught you that?"

"And where did you intend to go? Tell Mommy!"

Meng Shuyan choked on his tears, which grew even more torrential: "I wanted to be with Dad."

"Your dad?"

Tian Sangsang laughed bitterly as tears streamed down her face, "Where is your dad? Do you still think you have a dad?"

"How many times have I told you? Your dad passed away long ago!" 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Pointing at Jiang Jinghuai, she said to Meng Shuyan, "Is this your dad? This is Mr. Ye! Do you think he wants you?" She suddenly covered her mouth, turned away, and let her tears flow freely down her face.

Both mother and son were sobbing uncontrollably.

Zhao Chun looked at them hesitantly, his heart aching deeply.

He took Meng Shuyan’s small hand, leading him to follow Tian Sangsang. The group walked away heavy-heartedly.

**

Back home, Tian Sangsang collapsed wearily onto the sofa.

She lifted her chin slightly and said in a somber tone, "Yanyan, come here."

Meng Shuyan stubbornly kept his head down, his small hands tightly gripping the hem of his clothes.

Zhao Chun gently ruffled Meng Shuyan’s hair and leaned down to console him softly, "Yanyan, go apologize to your mom."

Meng Shuyan’s big eyes, reddened, glimmered, "I didn’t do anything wrong. I don’t want to apologize."

Deep down, he might have realized his mistake in making Mommy and Zhao Chun search everywhere for him. But thinking about Mommy’s scolding earlier, he still felt aggrieved and refused to admit he was wrong.

This child—how had he turned into such a little troublemaker!

Tian Sangsang was trembling with anger. "Why did you run away from home? Is that something a good child would do? Do you know how worried Mommy and your uncle were?"

Meng Shuyan’s tears welled up all over again, crying so hard his little shoulders shook,

"Mommy and Chun Zisu only like my little brother now."

What do you mean "only like his little brother"? Did he even understand what he was saying?

Suppressing the urge to discipline him harshly, Tian Sangsang gritted her teeth, "Jiang Shuyan, go to your room and think about what you’ve done. Once you’ve thought it through, come talk to Mommy."

Meng Shuyan pursed his lips and shuffled step by step toward his room, slamming the door shut behind him.

Neither the mother nor son was willing to admit defeat.

When it was time to eat, Zhao Chun went to call Meng Shuyan, but the little boy refused to come out for dinner.

It seemed he was determined to go on a hunger strike.

Tian Sangsang first fed Little Tangyuan some milk. After drinking, the baby fell asleep peacefully, as if sensing the unusual atmosphere in the house today. He didn’t cry or fuss, resting quietly.

Eating her meal, Tian Sangsang glanced at Zhao Chun’s tired and worn-out face. She softened her tone, "Eat more. Don’t worry about him."

Zhao Chun obediently finished eating and got up again.

His face was full of worry: "I should go try to call Yanyan again. We adults are already starving—imagine how hungry he must be."

Tian Sangsang laughed coldly in frustration, "He was bold enough to run away from home. He’s the most capable kid, isn’t he? What’s there to worry about—whether he’s hungry or not? Let him go hungry for one meal; maybe that’ll teach him where he went wrong!"