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

Jin Si Nian's face turned completely cold and grim, his dark eyes surging with clearly visible anger. He looked directly at Madam Jin, his tone icy and undisguisedly sarcastic: "Mother, since you haven't fully recovered, you might as well stay home and rest properly."

Without a second thought, he ordered Aunt Qing, who was standing anxiously to the side, "Contact security and have them removed."

"Yes," Aunt Qing replied, and immediately went to contact the security personnel.

"How dare you!" Madam Jin's eyes widened, her chest heaving violently, almost suffocating with anger. She shouted sternly, "Jin Si Nian, I am your mother!"

"You dare treat me like this? You're an unfilial son."

Faced with his mother's anger, Jin Si Nian remained unmoved, his expression indifferent, his tone calm yet resolute: "It is precisely because you are my mother that I am trying to persuade you with kind words."

"Don't come here unless it's absolutely necessary. Since you're not in good health, please stop meddling in my private affairs."

Zhou Qingwan helped Madam Jin up and gently advised, "Young Master Jin, Madam is your mother. There is no reason in the world to kick your mother out of the house."

Jin Si Nian stepped forward, wanting to argue further, but Nan Zhi grabbed his hand: "No, stop arguing."

No amount of arguing can change the fact that Mrs. Jin dislikes her.

The man took her hand and asked in a low voice, "If I hadn't glanced at you just now, would you have blurted out that you agreed to let that woman move in?"

Nan Zhi looked at him and he still gave the same answer: "She's a... a rich young lady, it's appropriate..."

"Shut up!" the man coldly interrupted her, tightening his grip on her hand. "Besides this, what else can you say?"

"Suitable what? Nan Zhi, you told my fortune, and you said I'm suitable with all the rich young ladies, except you..." The man paused, his eyes reddening as he finished speaking:

"You're just not right for me!"

She's not saying anything again. Look at you, doing this again.

When faced with a difficult question, I simply remain silent.

"You don't understand anything." Jin Nian looked at her hatefully.

I really hate that she's such a blockhead, that she doesn't understand anything.

Nan Zhi winced in pain, her brows furrowed. I understood.

Zhou Qingwan stepped forward and took Nan Zhi's hand: "Madam told me that Miss Nan is an extremely good person..."

Jin Si Nian let go of her childish hand and pulled her into his arms protectively: "You must have misheard me. My mother can't say anything nice."

"I can't put such nice words into words."

Zhou Qingwan's face turned awkward. Her purpose in coming here was to stay so she could figure out Jin Si Nian's tastes and hobbies.

As the saying goes, those near the water get the moon first, so she could also find out what kind of feelings Jin Si Nian had for Nan Zhi.

"This..." Zhou Qingwan said, her neck swaying slightly, and the necklace around her neck caught Jin Si Nian's eye.

With just one glance, all of Jin Si Nian's emotions vanished instantly, replaced by a chilling coldness.

Before anyone could react, he took a step forward with his long legs, and his well-defined hand suddenly rose up, gripping Zhou Qingwan's slender neck tightly.

The force suddenly tightened.

A feeling of suffocation washed over her, and Zhou Qingwan's face instantly turned deathly pale. Her pupils contracted sharply, and her previously composed expression completely crumbled. Soft, terrified sobs escaped her throat, and she couldn't even utter a complete sentence: "Young Master Jin..."

Not only was Zhou Qingwan, whose neck was being choked, frozen in fear, but Nan Zhi behind her also felt her heart clench, instinctively holding her breath, her eyes filled with astonishment.

She had never seen Kings Nian so out of control and terrifying.

What's wrong with him?

Why would you choke someone?

The man's eyes were lowered, his dark pupils sinister and terrifying, churning with rage and suspicion. His voice was low and hoarse, carrying a chilling coldness as he questioned, each word distinct and forceful: "How did this necklace end up on you?"

"Speak! You're trying to steal from me!"

He wouldn't mistake this necklace.

This was a belated birthday gift he gave Zhizhi on her birthday during her first year with him.

Zhizhi didn't tell him her birthday at first. He only found out it was her birthday when he found the cake box in the living room trash can when he came back from his business trip.

He gave her a belated birthday gift, and Zhizhi was happy to receive it.

It's a pity I've never seen her wear it.

This chain is one of a kind in the world.

Why is it worn around her neck?

Thief!

He remembers every gift he gave to Zhizhi; this thief has gone so far as to steal from my wife.

After hearing Jin Si Nian's words, Nan Zhi realized that the necklace around Miss Zhou's neck seemed to be the one she had bought before.

How could he still remember?

Over the years, he has given her countless pieces of jewelry, and she always bought the most inconspicuous one.

He actually remembered, damn it!

What memory?

What should I do? If he finds out I sold the necklace, will he strangle me too?

Seeing Zhou Qingwan's pale face, her breathing becoming increasingly weak, and her body swaying as if she were about to faint, he was shocked.

Nan Zhi's heart tightened, and she quickly stepped forward, grabbing Jin Si Nian's arm, her voice panicked and urgent: "Quick... let go, something bad will happen."

Kings Nian was burning with anger. He subconsciously shook off her hand, then immediately pulled Nan Zhi into his arms. His eyes were fixed on the woman wearing a necklace around her neck, and his tone was icy: "Zhi Zhi, she's a thief. She stole the necklace I gave you."

He immediately ordered in a cold voice, "Take her to the police station for processing."

Nan Zhi hurriedly grabbed his wrist, trying to tell him the truth, her stammering words breaking into fragments: "No...it's not like that, let me explain..."

At this moment, Kings was filled with anger at the theft of his belongings and had no intention of listening to her words.

It's happening again. Can't you just let her finish what she has to say?

Just then, the villa's security personnel rushed over.

Upon hearing about the theft mentioned by Jin Si Nian, the group immediately stepped forward and swiftly helped up the weakened Zhou Qing Wan.

"Mr. Jin, we're sorry to have startled you. We will handle the aftermath properly."

Zhou Qingwan clutched her neck, gasping for breath, and repeatedly protested in fear, "No, I didn't steal anything..."

This is what she bought; it's compliant, legal, and reasonable!

Jin Si Nian's face was cold and stern. He raised his hand and pointed to Madam Jin, whose face was pale. His tone left no room for negotiation: "Take her with you. From now on, she is forbidden to set foot here."

The security guards complied and escorted the two men away, one to the police station and the other back to the Jin family's old house.

The noise completely subsided, and the living room finally returned to peace.

Jin Si Nian's tense expression relaxed slightly. He reached out and pulled Nan Zhi to sit on the soft sofa. His previous sharp aura completely disappeared, his eyes softened, and he asked softly, "Zhi Zhi, are you still being difficult with me?"

Nan Zhi's lips trembled slightly, a secret weighing on her mind. After hesitating for a long time, her expression showed a hint of unease.

She looked up at the person in front of her; there was something she needed to say.

I'm afraid that if I tell you, you'll be angry with me.