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

Jin Nian swung his hand, smashing the empty bottle on the ground: "She blocked me!"

"What do you mean?" Fu Ting asked, puzzled. This was the first time in three years.

Nan Zhi, who was always understanding and obedient to Jin Si Nian, actually blocked him.

"You and your sister-in-law have argued again. No, how many times has it been this month?"

The month isn't even over yet, and he's already come over for drinks twice.

And he was completely drunk, all because of his sister-in-law.

Jin Si Nian poured himself a drink, his voice low and muffled: "I don't know, it's happened several times."

"It feels like there's constant arguing."

Ever since he returned from his business trip, and that guy surnamed Pei appeared, Zhizhi only had eyes for him.

She protected him at every turn, and even went out to meet with that man surnamed Pei in secret.

He wasn't even in her sights.

"They argue almost every day."

"What's wrong? You're not going to stay?" Fu Ting asked. They had all seen how cautious Nan Zhi had been over the past three years.

She's the perfect wife and mother.

Jin Sinian stayed out all night, but his sister-in-law didn't ask him anything.

When women started clinging to Jin Si Nian, his sister-in-law neither cared nor got angry; it was all his doing.

I understand, my sister-in-law is a free-range woman named Jin Si Nian.

It's really just that I don't love you.

"She doesn't want to be with me anymore. She got angry with me over some other man, refused to be intimate with me, and wouldn't come back with me."

"She'd rather live with the Nan family who sold her than come back with me."

As he spoke, the usually arrogant and aloof man's voice gradually trembled, his eyes reddened, and even his breathing became sore. It was hard to tell whether it was the alcohol or the unbearable heartache that was causing him to fall ill.

Seeing his dejected appearance, Fu Ting hesitated for a moment before softly asking, "How long has it been since you and your sister-in-law have been intimate?"

Jin Si Nian gripped his wine glass tightly, his eyes filled with frustration and irritation, and muttered under his breath, "It hasn't happened since I went on that business trip."

"I've always taken care of things myself."

"I'll just become a monk."

He's away on a business trip!

That must have been about two weeks ago!

That's really good at enduring things.

No wonder you're so depressed.

"Drinking like this isn't a solution!"

"Why don't you call your sister-in-law and ask her to come pick you up?" Fu Ting thought it was just that she had blocked him on WeChat.

"She blocked me, blocked my phone number and WeChat," Jin Si Nian said through gritted teeth, just because that woman surnamed Pei had blocked him.

"That's so ruthless, it doesn't seem like something my sister-in-law would do!"

Fu Ting took out his phone: "Give me your sister-in-law's phone number, and I'll call her to come pick you up, you drunkard."

Kings provided the phone number: "152********"

The call was dialed, and the man's gaze unconsciously fell on Fu Ting's phone.

Zhizhi might not answer; she doesn't seem to answer unfamiliar phone numbers.

But the call went through.

Nan Zhi was also puzzled. It was the middle of the night, and she was about to go to sleep, yet someone was still calling to harass her. She had turned on the call blocking function, but the calls still came in.

I accepted it.

"Who...ah!"

Fu Ting gestured to accept the call, and Jin Si Nian's eyes lit up.

Will Zhizhi come to pick him up?

He wouldn't be angry if Zhizhi came to pick him up.

Go back~

"Sister-in-law, this is Fu Ting. Si Nian is with me now..."

He wanted to say a few words on behalf of Jin Si Nian to ease the tense relationship between the two, but before he could finish speaking, he heard a crisp and clean hang-up from the receiver.

Beep beep—

The cold, busy tone of the voice was particularly clear in the quiet private room.

Fu Ting was completely stunned, holding his phone. He repeated incredulously twice, "She hung up? She actually hung up on me!"

He clicked his tongue twice, feeling a sense of感慨 in his heart. His sister-in-law had really changed. In the past, she would never have been so decisive and ruthless in showing no respect to anyone.

Jin Si Nian, who was drunk and annoyed, frowned instantly and retorted with displeasure, "You're the one who hung up!"

Kingsley: "I'm not deaf, I heard it."

Fu Ting patted his shoulder helplessly, completely giving up: "I really can't help you with this. I don't know what you did to offend your sister-in-law so much."

"Then you should take the initiative to apologize. Men should be more magnanimous; it's not shameful to bow your head."

Jin Si Nian raised her hand and shoved his hand away, her eyes filled with stubbornness and resentment, her tone hard as a rock: "Why should I apologize? She's the one who should apologize."

"It's because she has an ambiguous relationship with that guy surnamed Pei, and she always protects outsiders."

I will never apologize.

Fu Ting raised an eyebrow, feeling that these words sounded incredibly familiar.

He vaguely recalled that not long ago, Jin Si Nian had been just as stubborn, refusing to back down in the slightest.

In the end, they obediently gave in.

With a helpless sigh, Fu Ting gave up trying to persuade him further: "Fine, whatever you say."

"But let me remind you, apologize as soon as possible."

He deliberately warned him, but Jin Si Nian, who was full of resentment and jealousy, didn't listen to a word he said.

Looking at his stubborn expression, Fu Ting silently thought to himself: Well, now he's going to be sentenced to a life without a wife.

"I'm leaving. I'm not going to waste my time with you."

"Remember to pay the bill for your drinks."

After the person left, Jin Si Nian took out his phone, looked at the chat history, and burst into tears.

I was the one who posted them all; Zhizhi didn't post more than three sentences as often as her.

Aside from arguing on WeChat today.

I hate him, I hate that guy.

I hate Pei Jingzhi for making Zhizhi argue with him.

On the other side, Nan Zhi, having hung up the phone, lay on her side on the bed, closed her eyes again, and prepared to fall into a deep sleep.

She didn't pay any attention to the sudden phone call just now.

I thought it was a scam call.

The unfamiliar number started by establishing a familiar connection, claiming that Jin Si Nian was in his hands and that she needed money to ransom him.

impossible!

Nan Zhi instinctively judged it to be a scam call.

She hadn't registered her marriage with Jin Nian, so she wasn't considered a member of the Jin family. The other party inexplicably claimed kinship and tried to manipulate her by using Jin Nian as leverage. It was clumsy and ridiculous.

Moreover, all her savings were reserved for raising the two babies in her womb, and she wouldn't waste a single penny on Jin Si Nian, much less on redeeming someone.

She closed her eyes contentedly, letting sleepiness wash over her.

After several minutes of silence, just as I was about to fall asleep, the male voice from the phone call suddenly replayed in my mind.

Fu Ting.

He said his name was Fu Ting.

That name suddenly struck my heart.

Nan Zhi suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze clear and bright, no longer sleepy at all.

She picked up her phone, stared at the incoming call number, and a hint of hesitation crossed her mind.

Is it Fu Ting, the one she knows? Jin Si Nian's best friend?

The thought lingered for a few seconds, but she quickly let it go.

Even if it really is Fu Ting, it doesn't make any difference; he'll be even more fine.

Given Jin Si Nian's status and methods, what could possibly go wrong?

He was just drunk and throwing a tantrum, using his friends as an excuse to try and make her back down and come to him.

She knew it perfectly well.

There was no panic, no soft-heartedness, and no intention to compromise.

Nan Zhi let out a soft breath and closed her eyes again.

Ignore him, don't give in, and don't take the initiative.