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

Inside the car, Nan Zhi sat in his lap: "I...we're leaving now?"

"Um"

The man responded and lifted her foot to take off her high heels: "Child, does your foot hurt?"

Nan Zhi curled her ankle uncomfortably, her cheeks slightly flushed: "No, don't touch me..."

"Let me see, they're all rubbed raw." Kings gently massaged her feet.

"Why didn't you say you weren't used to wearing it?"

Nan Zhi explained: "It needs to be paired with a formal dress."

She can't exactly wear an evening gown with slippers, can she?

This is so disgraceful for him, the heir of the Jin family. If Madam Jin sees this, who knows how she will scold him.

Jin Nian simply assumed she was just vain and willingly massaged her feet.

He looked up, his tone casual yet subtly probing: "What did that person in the hallway say to you?"

"Child, tell the truth."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly increased the pressure of his kneading of the ankle.

He was afraid that if Zhizhi was wronged and didn't say anything, she wouldn't tell on him.

Even when she was bullied, she would just hold his hand and say it was okay.

"Nothing's wrong, my foot! He's got something going on."

A sharp, aching sensation suddenly struck, and Nan Zhi subconsciously frowned, letting out a soft hiss in pain.

She never dared to hide anything from her sugar daddy, and could only answer honestly, her voice trembling with her innate stutter: "She...she said she is your future wife."

A single sentence instantly extinguished all warmth inside the car.

All warmth vanished from Jin Si Nian's eyes, replaced by a sudden chill. His fingers tightened involuntarily around her ankle, and a chilling aura emanated from him: "Zhi Zhi, she's talking nonsense."

Nan Zhi was startled by his sudden change in demeanor and instinctively tried to pull her legs back, whispering obediently, "I...I understand."

Realizing he had overreacted, Jin Si Nian suppressed his agitation, softened his expression, and continued to press, "Besides that, what else did she say?"

Nan Zhi lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and answered truthfully, "She said, she told me to leave, to leave you."

Zhou Qingwan's intentions were straightforward and obvious.

Firstly, it was to assert her dominance in front of her, and by taking advantage of Madam Jin's favoritism, to inform her that she was the Jin family's chosen daughter-in-law.

Secondly, Madam Jin was using her to indirectly warn herself, making her realize her own position, know when to back down, and not to be delusional about things that don't belong to her.

Jin Si Nian raised an eyebrow, leaned forward slightly, and closed in on her, his deep eyes locking onto her: "Oh? So Zhi Zhi agreed to her?"

"I...I agree," Nan Zhi said calmly and indifferently.

She knew perfectly well that whether she agreed or not, the outcome was already predetermined.

When the contract expires, she will eventually have to leave.

Excluding today, there are only two short months left.

But this casual reply ignited Jin Nian's anger.

His eyes flashed with anger, and he gripped her ankle tightly, his voice filled with barely controlled rage: "What did you promise?"

"Where do you think you're going without my permission?"

"Who gave you permission to leave?"

As Zhizhi was about to leave, she still remembered the three-year promise. She kept counting down the days and clearly remembered when the three years would be.

She wouldn't be reluctant to leave herself; she wouldn't stay.

I have no reason to leave behind my childishness.

Nan Zhi mistakenly thought he was angry, but was only concerned about the three-year transaction contract, so she hurriedly and awkwardly explained, "I, I know, the contract... the time hasn't come yet, I, I won't leave without permission."

It was precisely this sentence that completely shattered Jin Nian's last shred of reason.

That's not what he cares about. Doesn't this girl understand his heart?

Jin Nian leaned down, grabbed her chin with one hand, and kissed her without saying a word.

Domineering and impatient, with a strong sense of unease and possessiveness.

"Jin...Sinian".

Nan Zhi's breath hitched, and she instinctively turned her head to dodge backward, her back slamming heavily against the cold car door, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

The man stepped forward, bent down and trapped her between the car door and himself, grabbed her hands, intertwined their fingers, and pressed them firmly against the car window.

The long kiss ended, and their breaths mingled.

Jinsin pressed his forehead against hers, his chest heaving violently, his voice hoarse and low, concealing a panic he himself was unwilling to admit: "You are not allowed to go anywhere."

"You are not allowed to leave me."

Nan Zhi stared blankly at the man so close to her; they were so close that she almost lost herself in his dark eyes, which were swirling with emotion.

After a long silence, she softened her tone, and with a hint of helplessness and stubbornness, she spoke with difficulty: "You...you calm down."

"That's how we've always been..."

"I'll have to leave eventually, in two months. That's what we agreed on in the beginning..."

Nan Zhi looked at him, thinking, "Such a big boss shouldn't resort to such shameless tactics!"

Jin Si Nian stared into her eyes, but couldn't detect even the slightest bit of reluctance in them.

No!

The eyes of a child are always like this, calm yet distant, with a deliberate restraint.

It's always been like this, whether we're in bed or talking to each other.

Nothing has changed; she doesn't care about me.

The atmosphere in the enclosed carriage was extremely tense, filled with a sense of tension and an indescribable bitterness.

Jin Si Nian straightened up, his earlier panic subsiding. His expression was stubborn and domineering, and he bluntly adopted a shameless stance, saying each word clearly, "I've changed my mind now."

Nan Zhi's pupils dilated slightly, and she hurriedly reached out to grab his wrist. Her voice became even more hesitant due to the urgency, and her eyes were full of panic: "Go back on your word... no, you can't."

"You can't go back on your word. You clearly... promised me that back then..."

The two had already agreed on everything when they signed the contract three years ago.

The transaction lasts for three years, and upon maturity, both parties will be cleared and have no further connection.

Jin Nian lowered his eyes to look at her, his thin lips parted slightly, forcefully interrupting all her explanations: "Back then was back then."

"Now I've changed my mind, I've gone back on my word." His eyes were filled with obsession, and his tone left no room for argument.

"Tomorrow I'll take you to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get our marriage certificate. From now on, you'll stay by my side and won't be going anywhere else."

As soon as he finished speaking, the car slowly came to a stop.

Jin Nian opened the car door and bent down to pick her up.

Nan Zhi subconsciously raised her hand to push him away, her bare feet stepping on the cold marble floor, the biting chill spreading from the soles of her feet throughout her body.

It's cold, but my heart is cold without her.

Why should he be able to back out just because he says so?

She raised her head, stubbornly confronting him: "Mr. Jin, I'll only stay for two more months at most..."

His gaze fell on her bare, smooth feet on the cold, hard ground, and Jin Si Nian's anger was instantly mixed with a touch of heartache.

Without saying a word, he stepped forward, picked her up with one hand, and carried her high heels with the other, and strode into the villa.

"I'll say it one last time." His jawline was taut, his voice low and filled with helpless anger: "I regret it."

"No, no." Nan Zhi struggled, swaying slightly, her eyes reddening as she stammered, "You... why are you unilaterally going back on your word?"

"We agreed on this a long time ago."