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

At night, little Cotton snuggled close to Li Sinian and slept soundly, her chubby face pressed against his firm chest muscles.

Li Sinian slept very soundly, even though he was just holding a doll, it was as if Nan Zhi was right beside him.

In the other bedroom, Nan Zhi held the cotton doll that resembled Li Sinian, and her revenge plan officially began.

She excitedly grabbed the hair tie and tied a whole bunch of little buns on the doll's head, with colorful hair clips densely holding the hair strands together, lifting up all the hair.

She then pulled out her makeup box and began applying the product carefully to the doll's face.

She applied the heaviest layer of powder, swept on the most saturated peach blush, put on a bright red lipstick, picked out a seductive and flamboyant dark eyeshadow, deliberately drew her eyeliner high up to almost reach her temples, and sprinkled fine glitter on her face.

After dressing up, she changed the doll into a cool and edgy rock-and-roll outfit and attached a heavy silver chain to it.

Nan Zhi looked at the brand-new doll and a sly smile crept across her face: "Get ready to face my ruthless revenge."

After having a great time playing around, Nan Zhi felt sleepy and put down the doll before falling into a deep sleep.

As dawn broke, Li Sinian's alarm clock rang precisely on time.

He groggily reached out his arm and subconsciously nuzzled the baby next to him, his cheek brushing against the baby's, instantly leaving a fine layer of powder on his face.

He stood up, holding the doll, intending to wipe it clean with a wet towel, but the moment he looked up at the mirror, he froze.

The reflection in the mirror showed a head full of messy braids, clipped with all sorts of hair clips, and a face covered in heavy, bright makeup.

Li Sinian gasped.

That's him in the mirror!

He quickly wet a towel and patiently wiped the area little by little, sighing helplessly as he cleaned.

Well done, his little one, he's got quite the vengeful streak.

They made him look like a monster.

Touching the tightly tied little bun on the top of her head with her fingertips, one could imagine how long Nan Zhi had been tossing and turning last night.

The marks on my baby's face can't be wiped off, even after washing with face wash.

Li Sinian subconsciously felt guilty; he had gotten the beautiful little baby dirty.

He repeatedly washed off the remaining makeup on his face, managing to remove most of the exaggerated makeup and finally looking presentable enough to go out in public.

The only thing he didn't untie was the bunch of cute little pigtails on his head, which Zhizhi had tied for him.

He didn't think there was anything shameful about it.

Instead of going to the company, Li Sinian, sporting a head full of little tufts and adorned with colorful hair clips, drove straight to the handmade cotton doll workshop.

The craftswoman looked up and saw his expression. She desperately held back her laughter, covering her mouth and barely managing not to burst out laughing: "Hello, is there something wrong with our child here?"

Li Sinian raised his hand to the little baby in his arms and said succinctly, "Your face is dirty."

The craftswoman reached out and took the doll, secretly surprised, as it was rare for a boy to bring a cotton doll to her for special care.

Do boys really enjoy playing this kind of game?

Especially since it's a boy with a cold face, it's quite a contrast.

"The cost for cleaning the dough is 30 yuan. Would you like to have the cotton replaced or add any other services?"

Li Sinian thought for a moment: "My baby's hair is also oily, let's wash it together."

"All the dresses and shoes currently for sale in the store will be packed up."

The craftswoman paused, then asked incredulously, "Sir, we have a wide variety of dresses for dolls. Are you sure you want to buy them all?"

Without hesitation, Li Sinian pulled out his black card: "Check out, deliver all the goods to the Li family manor."

The craftswoman was startled. The Li family... he was that Mr. Li?

Does Mr. Li also like playing with cotton dolls?

Or perhaps it's Mr. Li's wife who likes it.

I waited for two whole hours before it was all done.

After washing her face and wiping her wig, Xiao Zhibao was clean and had a faint fragrance all over her body.

Li Sinian set off for the Li Group, carrying the brand-new doll.

Assistant Huang bumped into him and was completely stunned.

The usually meticulous and formal CEO Li was dressed casually today, with a suit and tie, but he was also dressed with great care. He had a braid with colorful hair clips and was holding a cotton doll. He looked just like a rapper.

Ignore the cute thing on your head~

He walked calmly into the CEO's office as if no one else was around, completely ignoring the frequent glances directed at him.

The passing employees exchanged quiet glances and whispered: Mr. Li seems a bit off today.

Assistant Huang put down the documents in her hand, quickly left the room, and secretly sent a message to Nan Zhi, urgently informing her to come over quickly, suspecting that her boss seemed to have been possessed.

In the office, Li Sinian sat at his large desk, holding a delicate comb, patiently and carefully combing Xiao Zhibao's smooth wig.

He looked down at the doll in his arms and whispered, "It's all dressed up nicely. I'll be able to see Zhizhi soon."

"I'll call her later; I need to show her my masterpiece."

"Little Zhibao, Zhizhi should be satisfied!"

Li Sinian changed the baby's clothes again, and it was almost noon by then.

On the other side, Nan Zhi had already woken up and was thinking about this matter. She couldn't wait to make a video call.

When the call connected, neither of them showed themselves; each held up a cotton doll in their hand, facing the camera.

For a moment, the scene was quiet, and no one spoke first.

The dolls on either side of the screen face each other from a distance.

A stark contrast~

The little baby in Li Sinian's arms was clean and tidy, soft and delicate, like a sweet and fluffy little cake.

On the other hand, Nan Zhi's doll, Li Sinian, had exaggerated makeup and looked terrible.

Nan Zhi was secretly observing when the camera slightly shifted, and Li Sinian entered the frame.

He sported a neatly tied-up little topknot, adorned with colorful hair clips, and his plaintive voice drifted out: "Are you satisfied now that you've turned me into this?"

Nan Zhi hugged the doll in her arms tightly, feigning ignorance and pretending not to understand: "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Why do you have so many little braids in your hair?"

"Who did this?"

"You actually went to the company looking like that?"

To my utter surprise, he didn't remove any of them.

Li Sinian gave a soft hum, his eyes filled with undisguised indulgence and doting: "Hmph, you know perfectly well why."

"You know perfectly well."

"You've made me like this, I was terrified when I woke up."

"Are you happy now!"

Nan Zhi: "I'm not happy. Why didn't you take off your clip or change into a suit before going to the company?"

The man nodded, his handsome face close to the screen: "You're the one who stabbed me, I can't bear to do it."

"Li Sinian, I miss you so much~"