Your Highness, your wife doesn't want you anymore!

Even though she was threatened again, Nan Zhi wasn't afraid.

Her butt might suffer a bit, but absence makes the heart grow fonder, right?

On the other side, Li Sinian, holding the cotton doll, was seething with anger at being ignored. He slapped the doll's bottom twice and muttered through gritted teeth, "Disobedience, this is punishment."

They actually ignored him and openly snubbed him!

It's infuriating.

As the object landed, Nan Zhi, who was far away in the flower shop, inexplicably felt a tingling sensation. She felt wronged and puzzled, wondering why she would have such a strange feeling for no reason.

When that mysterious little shop opened, she happened to be the 100th customer to visit. The veiled female owner said there was a special surprise for her.

Nan Zhi held two identical dolls, thinking, "Why not take advantage of this opportunity? What a bastard!"

"What surprise?" she thought, it was nothing more than receiving some freebies.

The female boss stared at the crystal ball and said softly, "Young lady, someone is thinking of you every day."

She doesn't even need to say it; everyone knows who's missing whom.

She knew better than anyone that Li Sinian missed her eight hundred times a day when he couldn't see her.

Nan Zhi: "I know, so I made a doll for him so that the doll could keep him company in my place."

If it weren't for the fact that it was a gift for him, she wouldn't have called to ask if the doll she made was pretty!

The mysterious boss simply smiled, placed the two dolls into a strange magic circle and left them to stand still for a moment, then instructed, "These dolls can communicate with people, their hearts are in sync, their spirits are intertwined, and their emotions are connected."

Nan Zhi simply assumed the shopkeeper was lying and didn't take it to heart at all.

How is that possible?

Suddenly it dawned on me—could what the boss said be true?

⊙∀⊙! Isn't this tantamount to her practically handing herself over to Li Sinian?

That's impossible!

The moment the thought crossed Nan Zhi's mind, her clothes inexplicably changed.

In the president's office, Li Sinian patted the doll's bottom twice, and in a daze, he felt so wronged that he was about to cry.

He reached out and tugged at the doll's skirt to wipe it, his fingertips accidentally touching the ribbon. His eyes widened in surprise: "It's not sewn on?"

Doesn't this mean he can dress up the doll just like he would dress up the real Nanji?

A playful smile appeared on Li Sinian's lips as he rummaged through the doll clothes that Nan Zhisui had sent in the package. He found a pink tulle dress embroidered with small flowers, dressed the doll in it, and whispered a compliment: "Our Zhibao is so beautiful~"

"Don't you think so!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed the baby's cheeks several times.

Nan Zhizhen, who was far away in the flower shop, felt the touch of the lips on her face, and her cheeks instantly flushed red.

She was then shocked to realize that this man had used the doll to change all her clothes.

Seeing the faint blush appear on the baby's cheeks, Li Sinian's eyes were full of triumphant smiles, and he secretly felt pleased with himself: Well done, my little Zhizhi!

She's very understanding of him...

Then, no matter what Li Sinian did to the doll, Nan Zhi could sense it and would also react to Li Sinian through the doll.

As night fell, Li Sinian went to a business dinner, bringing the baby with him.

He held the doll in one hand, the fluffy floral dress slightly wrinkled from his fingertips, and every now and then he would reach out and poke the doll's soft face.

The doll didn't respond, so he had another bad idea and gently patted the doll's bottom.

The next second, a blush rose on the cotton doll's cheeks, and he playfully pinched the reddened little face.

The baby is so cute!

Almost at the same instant, his phone rang, and the caller ID showed it was Nan Zhi.

Li Sinian dodged the wine glasses offered by the crowd, took his phone and went out to invite a scolding—oh no, he went to answer a phone call.

He carried the doll and quickly walked to a quiet spot to answer the phone, his fingertips gently stroking the doll's back. He deliberately lowered his voice, trying to appear calm: "What's wrong?"

Nan Zhi's voice on the other end of the phone was light and airy, tinged with a hint of guilt and embarrassment. She tentatively asked in a low voice, "Did you...did you receive the doll I sent you yesterday?"

Li Sinian raised an eyebrow slightly and responded with a faint "Mm".

He secretly wondered what his wife was up to.

Nan Zhi braced herself and tried to negotiate: "I sent the wrong thing, could you return it to me?"

She knew perfectly well that there was no reason to ask for a gift back once it was given, but once Li Sinian completely figured out the secret of the doll's connection with her heart...

It will be ruined.

Li Sinian immediately realized—it turned out that Zhizhi regretted it and wanted to take him back.

Don't even think about it, how could he possibly agree?

Li Sinian deliberately feigned ignorance, speaking slowly and with a hint of cunning: "It wasn't sent to the wrong address."

"This is my precious baby, how could it have been sent to the wrong person?"

"My wife didn't send it to the wrong address. Our baby is here obediently accompanying me on this business trip."

Nan Zhi bit her lip anxiously, her voice trembling with urgency: "It was sent to the wrong address. Call a plane and send it back right now."

Li Sinian continued to play dumb, pretending not to understand: "Wife, I need someone to accompany me when I'm on a business trip, and the baby you sent is just what I need."

"You clearly said you'd send this doll to keep me company, so why are you changing your mind and saying you sent the wrong one?"

He then changed the subject, adding a hint of aggrieved accusation: "My wife won't tell me why, so I won't send it."

"I haven't settled the score with you for ignoring me during the day."

Nan Zhi inwardly groaned; he was completely doomed.

She couldn't very well be honest and tell him that she felt a connection with the doll, and that she had truly felt the way he patted it just now.

Li Sinian, looking through the screen, vaguely guessed some clues. Although he didn't know the specific reason, he had already sensed that the doll held a huge surprise, and he was secretly delighted.

Nan Zhi stammered for a long time, unable to come up with even half a reasonable reason, and could only resort to a weak and unreasonable threat: "I don't care, it was just sent to the wrong address, give it back to me now."

Li Sinian feigned a wronged expression: "Wife, I really can't do it."

"It's just a doll. When you ordered it, wasn't it just so you could send it to keep me company?"

"There's no reason to go back now."

Nan Zhi couldn't argue with him, and feeling embarrassed to explain, she simply hung up the phone.

Li Sinian pinched the cotton doll's soft cheek with his fingertips and chuckled softly, his tone full of triumphant slyness: "Zhibao, this time you've really delivered yourself right to my doorstep."

Nan Zhi was both anxious and embarrassed. Her nose tingled, her eyes instantly reddened, and tears of grievance streamed down her face.

On the doll's face, which was in perfect harmony with her, wet tear tracks also appeared, as if it were crying along with her.

Li Sinian reached out and pulled the doll's skirt, gently wiping away the simulated tears on the doll's face. His voice was teasing yet gentle: "Little crybaby, are you hiding under the covers and secretly shedding tears right now?"

He could almost clearly picture her curled up in bed, her eyes red and secretly wiping away tears.

So cute, it's unfair...