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

Shen Yanchen, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, said nonchalantly, "Why are you looking so gloomy without you?"

Seeing him with a cigarette in his mouth, Jin Si Nian frowned slightly: "No smoking!"

If the stain gets on his clothes later, Zhizhi will be disgusted with him again.

Shen Yanchen put the cigarette back: "What's wrong with you? You've reformed just because you have a beautiful wife at home?"

"You won't come to boxing matches, you won't go drinking with your buddies, and now you won't even let me smoke."

"Is your sister-in-law so strict?"

"With such strict regulations, I've never seen you bring it out."

He was telling the truth. Kings has changed his ways in the last three years; he used to love speeding.

After Brother Jin became despondent, he took over the Jin family business.

He doesn't drive his car often anymore; after joining the company, he switched to boxing, and he'll come to drinking parties when invited.

But ever since a woman came to live with him, he hasn't come to any events anymore.

He is henpecked.

We see each other less often now; he's either working or hugging his sister-in-law all day.

Because of a simple statement that his sister-in-law didn't like it, he turned down countless invitations over the past three years.

So much so that whenever they asked Si Nian to drink, they would tacitly stop urging him to drink whenever they mentioned his sister-in-law.

They all wanted to know how powerful Jin Si Nian's sister-in-law, whom he had kept hidden for three years, was, that made him obediently devote himself to her without thinking of anything else.

Jin Nian didn't say much, just killed some time before saying, "Let's go."

Shen Yanchen watched his retreating figure: "Hey, leaving so soon?"

With another woman in the house, are you in such a hurry to go home?

*

Jin Si Nian entered the room carrying a new phone, but didn't see Nan Zhi, so he asked, "Where is she?"

Aunt Qing wiped her hands: "Young Master, the Young Madam is taking care of the flowers and plants in the backyard."

The man nodded, picked up his phone, and went to find her.

There is a garden in the backyard, which Nanji has been taking care of for the past few years.

Every spring, she likes to sit in the wicker chair in the yard.

Unfortunately, it's autumn now, and many flowers have faded; only roses are in season.

I won't be able to see it next year, and I'm still a little sad.

She sat in the wicker chair, rocking gently, when Jinsinian walked over and handed her the phone: "This is for Zhizhi, a new one."

Nan Zhi took it, and everything was installed: "Where's my... my old phone?"

"It's been sent for repairs and won't be delivered for another two days."

As he spoke, he squeezed into a rattan chair with Nan Zhi.

The rattan chair was only big enough for one person, and he was already taking up all the space by himself, with two people crammed together.

It was indeed a bit cramped, so Jinsinn held her and let Zhizhi sit on his lap.

That way it won't be crowded, and we can still enjoy the tender tofu.

Nan Zhi sat obediently on Jin Si Nian's lap, her body tightly encircled by him, her breathing disturbed, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

She managed to squeeze out a voice from her disordered breathing, stammering, "Grandma just called..."

Jinsin's large hands held her slender waist firmly, pulling her into his arms and refusing to let go.

His lips brushed against hers, a tender yet possessive touch. Though lost in the intimacy, he remained clear-headed, listening intently to her words, and responded softly, "Hmm, what did Grandma say to you?"

His warm breath washed over her skin, making Nan Zhi feel weak all over and her body tremble slightly.

She felt a pang of panic, constantly trying to back away and escape from his embrace, but the man's palm held her firmly, pressing down on her waist so she couldn't move an inch.

He has a strong grip; there's no way to dodge it.

Before, she would sit in the wicker chair for a short while, and this guy would follow her.

He took her place, became intimate with her, and then somehow ended up in bed with Jin Si Nian.

The man's long, delicate kisses fell upon her, tracing a path to her earlobes, burning them until they quickly turned crimson, making her speech even more slurred: "Grandma...Grandma said...Let us go back for a visit."

Upon hearing this, Jin Si Nian pulled her even tighter into his arms, not allowing her to pull away even an inch.

He wasn't content with just being close; he wanted to meld the other person into his very bones. His deep, languid voice rang out, "Hmm, when?"

Nan Zhi bit her lip, her breath unsteady, and whispered, "The day after tomorrow..."

Grandma Jin treated her fairly well; it seems that part of the reason Jin Si Nian agreed to the Nan family's deal was because of Grandma Jin.

She always believed that Kings and she were a real couple and very much in love.

Naturally, they couldn't escape the pressure from their elders to have children. Every time she went to Jinlong Bay to visit her grandmother, she would drag Grandma Jin to urge her to have children.

Jin Si Nian didn't refute it, but simply told his grandmother, "It depends on fate, there's no rush."

But Grandma is anxious; she'll definitely be pressured to have the baby this time too.

She's already pregnant. If her grandmother finds out, will she be pressured to keep the baby?

And Kingsley, he should still remember the agreement from back then!

You shouldn't need to remind yourself.

"Does Zhizhi want to go see Grandma?" Jinsin asked, biting her earlobe.

He loved to tease the little girl's ears; a kiss would make them turn red, as if they could bleed.

Her ears are a sensitive area for a child; every time I kiss them a couple of times and blow on them, she trembles and her body goes limp.

As expected, Nan Zhi fell into his arms.

Jin Si Nian hugged her and said earnestly, "Zhi Zhi, every time we go there we get pressured to have a baby. Didn't you promise me you'd have one the day after tomorrow?"

"How about we skip it this time?"

Nan Zhi nestled in his arms: "I...I promised Grandma."

She hadn't seen her grandmother for a long time either. Grandma Jin had been enjoying her retirement in Jinlong Bay. Grandma liked peace and quiet, so apart from her calling to see her descendants, few people bothered her.

If you count the number of times she's seen Grandma Jin over these three years, it's actually quite a lot.

Every time she went, Jin Si Nian would accompany her, and then he would urge her to have children.

Because Grandma wanted to hold her great-grandson.

"Okay, I'll go with you the day after tomorrow morning." Jin Si Nian agreed; it was Grandma who asked Zhi Zhi to go.

Zhizhi couldn't refuse what her elders said.

Because of his soft heart, Grandma knew that if she approached Zhizhi and he agreed, he would give in.

"But Zhizhi, she'll have to listen to Grandma's urging to have a baby again." Jin Si Nian looked at her lower abdomen.

He also wanted to have a child, but he only had three months left.

Once the three-month probationary period was over, he had no reason to keep Zhizhi.

He wanted Zhizhi to get pregnant and keep her, even though it was somewhat despicable.

However, he wasn't sure if Zhizhi liked him.

Zhizhi didn't care about him at all, and it has to be admitted that she had been very well-behaved for the past three years.

There was no disturbance, nor was anything overstepped.

Even when her mother arranged blind dates for her, she would only casually reply, "Miss Rich Girl, very... very suitable for you."

There was no anger or jealousy in his eyes.

It was bland, a deathly blandness.

You could even detect a hint of joy in her voice; she probably wished a woman would come and take her place so she could escape.

Doesn't what happened to Ms. Lin at the company last time prove anything?

Seeing Miss Lin enter the office, he walked away without looking back!

She also said not to disturb his enjoyment.

Screw it, he's completely lost interest.

He realized that Zhizhi didn't have feelings for him.

That guy surnamed Pei might be more important to Zhizhi.