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

"Then let's look through each other's phones."

Nan Zhi's expression froze for a moment, and they looked at each other's phones.

She cannot agree to that.

"What's wrong? Does Zhizhi disagree?" Jin Si Nian asked, holding her hand.

"I can be completely honest with him, but Zhizhi can't?"

The man pressed closer, eager to know what Zhizhi and Pei Jingzhi were talking about.

It must be someone surnamed Pei who went to Zhizhi to complain.

They have ill intentions!

Nan Zhi stepped back, her stomach growling at that inopportune moment. Her face flushed slightly. "I... I'm hungry..."

"Can't...we do it after we eat...?"

Kingswin wouldn't let her go hungry: "Okay, but Zhizhi mustn't do anything wrong."

The person in his arms frowned upon smelling his scent: "You stink!"

After being shown such disdain by her, Jin Si Nian grabbed his clothes and went to take a shower.

He got drunk yesterday and smelled of alcohol on him. Although there was a breeze outside the Nan family's house, he also smoked.

I dislike both alcohol and cigarettes.

He doesn't usually touch it, except for what happened last night.

After he left, Nan Zhi took her phone to delete the chat history.

She knew what Jin Si Nian wanted to see; he simply wanted to see what his brother Jing Zhi was talking about.

She could have openly shown it to him, but she didn't want him to know she was pregnant.

Nan Zhi deleted all the conversations about pregnancy in the chat history, but she knew she couldn't erase them all.

Given Kings's intelligence, he would definitely become suspicious.

I was just reminding her that if she couldn't dispel his suspicions, he would definitely keep harping on her.

After deleting it, Nan Zhi read it carefully again, but it seemed a bit difficult to read.

Delete this one, and delete this one too.

And this...

After she finished deleting, Jin Si Nian also came out of the bathroom.

The man dried his hair, water droplets sliding down his cheeks and onto his chest.

Nan Zhi blushed; she had to admit that Jin Si Nian actually had a pretty good figure.

185cm tall, with eight-pack abs, a V-shaped waist, and broad shoulders.

It's just a frame.

"Why aren't you coming down for dinner? Is Zhizhi waiting for me to come with her?"

Nan Zhi responded softly, avoiding his gaze.

Jin Si Nian took her hand and handed her a towel: "Then Zhi Zhi, help me dry my hair, it'll be faster that way."

As he spoke, he sat down in front of Nan Zhi's dressing table and waited for her to dry her hair.

Zhizhi rarely wiped him down, because she was usually asleep by the time he came out after the night battle.

The man's hair was very smooth, and it actually felt quite nice to touch.

She read online that boys seem to be more averse to having their hair touched.

It seems that Kings doesn't have one; it might vary from person to person.

"Child, the day after tomorrow is the birthday banquet of the Fu family patriarch. Will you come with me?"

Nan Zhi was gently drying her soft, damp hair with a towel when she heard this. Her movements suddenly stopped, and a hint of hesitation and concern appeared in her eyes. She stammered softly, "Madam... she'll be unhappy over there."

Mrs. Jin had always been extremely hostile towards her and never allowed her to appear at these high-society banquets.

Nan Zhi was also happy to see that it was good not to have to show her face in those high society circles and be disliked.

Before he finished speaking, Jin Si Nian reached out and lifted her up steadily, letting her sit on his lap.

He reached out and twirled a strand of her soft hair, bringing it to his nose to gently caress and inhale. His tone carried a hint of suppressed grievance and stubbornness: "Why do you care what she does?"

"I asked you three times before, and each time you made excuses and refused to go."

In fact, he had always held a grudge against her, and he always wanted to attend banquets with her.

But each time, she avoided and rejected him.

They either refused because they weren't feeling well, or they used the excuse of going to visit their grandmother.

As a result, only Fu Ting knew that he had a wife (although they were not legally married).

You must go this time.

Jin Nian tightened his arms around her, completely cutting off her escape route: "Tomorrow I'll have someone come to your home to give you a full treatment, and the day after tomorrow you'll dress up beautifully and come out with me."

Seeing his stubborn expression, Nan Zhi still tried to argue, "But...but..."

She also wanted to talk about Mrs. Jin's attitude, about the irregularities, and about how she was simply not suited for that kind of occasion.

He thought she would embarrass him, after all, he was the head of the Jin family and couldn't have a female companion who couldn't even speak properly.

But Kings didn't give her a chance to say anything more and made the final decision: "No buts, it's settled."

"I'll have Assistant Zhang pick you up at 6 PM the day after tomorrow."

After saying that, he picked her up and carried her downstairs: "Zhizhi is hungry, let's go eat."

Nan Zhi leaned against him, feeling utterly helpless, and sighed inwardly.

This person is always like this; he never listens to her and always makes all the decisions for her.

She's really had enough of the disadvantages of speaking slowly.

Every time they argued, discussed, or debated, she couldn't out-argue him because of her stutter and slow speech. She was interrupted before she could finish speaking, and she never won an argument.

From now on, she should stick to communicating via text.

After finishing their meal, Jin Si Nian handed his phone to Nan Zhi: "Here you are, Zhi Zhi. Check with confidence and I guarantee there won't be any mistresses."

Nan Zhi, of course, knew what he wanted to do, and handed over his phone: "Let's... let's make this clear first."

"No, you're not allowed to delete people without permission."

Jin Si Nian nodded, watching as she unlocked her phone, immediately opened WeChat, and started chatting with Pei Jing Zhi. They exchanged only a few words.

Why did Zhizhi transfer money to him?

Damn it, what a useless man who lives off a young girl.

Nan Zhi explained, "You...you made him lose his job...shouldn't you compensate him?"

This explanation left Kingsman speechless; he was in the wrong first.

"Child, I'll transfer double the amount to you later as compensation."

Nan Zhi didn't refuse; she did need to make some money right now.

The wool comes from his own body.

She also looked at Jin Si Nian's phone, quietly waiting for him to finish checking.

Jin Nian frowned slightly. These conversations seemed normal, but something felt off to him.

It was much more than he expected; it was far from what he anticipated.

Moreover, Zhizhi and he rarely chatted; the most frequent topic of conversation was Zhizhi's dental issues.

Out of the corner of his eye, the man saw that Zhizhi was waiting for him to return the phone.

He also noticed that Zhizhi had no more than a hundred friends, most of whom were classmates.

Besides him, the other person I contacted was Pei Jingzhi.

So he opened QQ and Douyin, but found nothing.

Okay, that guy surnamed Pei is his only threat.

Jin Si Nian watched the girl obediently looking through his phone and asked in a low voice with a hint of doubt, "Why doesn't Zhi Zhi check my phone?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand to hand Nan Zhi's phone back to her.

But the moment my fingertips loosened, my wrist inexplicably slipped.

"Snap—"

A crisp sound rang out as the phone slammed onto the hard floor, its screen instantly flying outwards and rolling a considerable distance.

Nan Zhi was stunned, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. She silently sighed in her heart: This turn of events was something I hadn't expected at all.

Isn't it to check phones?

Why did you smash her phone?

Jin Si Nian immediately stepped forward, bent down, picked up the phone, and pressed the power button several times, but the screen remained completely black and unresponsive.

He feigned surprise, his tone carrying a deliberate innocence: "Oh dear, Zhizhi, it seems to be broken; it won't turn on."

Nan Zhi reached out and took it, repeatedly pressing the buttons and trying to restart it, but the screen remained black and lifeless, and the body was slightly hot, indicating that it was completely damaged and unusable.

Looking at the completely ruined phone, a barely perceptible glint of triumph flashed in Jin Si Nian's eyes, but his face was full of guilt. He gently held her hand and whispered an apology: "I'm sorry, Zhi Zhi, it was my fault."

He deftly snatched the broken old phone from her hand, casually stuffed it into his pocket, and said indifferently, "I'll have Assistant Zhang send over a new one for you to use."

He had wanted to replace his childish phone for a long time.