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

August 20th is Nan Zhi's 22nd birthday.

Aunt Qing remembered her birthday and bought a lot of groceries to celebrate. Looking at the young mistress sitting in the wicker chair in the backyard, she asked, "Young mistress, should we cut the birthday cake when the young master comes back, or...?"

Nan Zhi recalled what Jin Si Nian had whispered in her ear before leaving this morning: "Zhi Zhi, what do you want for your birthday today?"

She was still half asleep and her head was spinning: "Anything...anything is fine."

Kings wasn't angry with her for secretly selling the necklace; on the contrary, he was quite pleased.

When Jin Si Nian heard her say "anything is fine," he didn't ask any further questions. He leaned down and kissed her cheek for a while, then said gently, "Zhi Zhi, when I come back tonight, let's cut the cake together and celebrate our birthdays together, okay?"

Three years have passed, and Zhizhi has already celebrated two birthdays.

He didn't spend the first two birthdays with Zhizhi. Once he didn't know it was her birthday, and another time he was away on a business trip and couldn't make it back to celebrate with her.

He wants to spend every birthday with Zhizhi from now on.

Nan Zhi agreed, giving a muffled response.

In the past, only her maternal grandmother accompanied her on her birthdays. Later, she was taken to S City and ended up in the Jin family, where she celebrated her first birthday in a daze.

She never expected that Kings would know her birthday and even give her a belated birthday gift.

In her third year here, on her third birthday, she had three people celebrating with her.

There was my maternal grandmother, Aunt Qing, and Jin Si Nian.

Nan Zhi closed the book and said calmly, "Wait, when Jin Si Nian comes back... together."

Aunt Qing smiled and said, "Alright, alright, then I'll cook some simple home-style dishes for lunch, and the whole family can have a big meal together in the evening."

"This morning, when the young master left, he said he would wait for him to come back so they could have dinner together and celebrate the young mistress's birthday together."

Nan Zhi's cheeks flushed with a faint smile; this was probably the last birthday she would spend here.

After Aunt Qing left, her hand quietly touched her belly and she murmured, "Baby, just two more months."

"I'll be free soon..."

On the other side, deep within a secluded private estate, the basement was dimly lit, with a faint scent of tobacco lingering in the air.

Jin Nian stood there alone, his face cold and indifferent, a lit cigarette between his slender fingers.

Wisps of white smoke slowly rose and dispersed, the hazy smoke subtly obscuring his deep eyes, and his surroundings exuded a menacing aura.

He looked up at his subordinates who were standing bowing before him, his tone laced with icy anger: "What do you mean you lost track of them again?"

The man named Vincent felt a tightness in his chest, his back straightened, and his tone was full of trepidation. He quickly reported, "Sir, we have confirmed that the person behind that horrific car accident ten years ago was the one who used the alias Mr. Z."

"A few days ago we successfully tracked down his hideout, but by the time we arrived at the scene, he had already disappeared and escaped."

Vincent is a private detective who was commissioned five years ago by the previous head of the Kim family, Kingsman, to thoroughly investigate the old case of the mysterious car accident that occurred ten years ago, which involved the Kim family head, Kim Chi-da.

The official conclusion at the time was that it was an accidental traffic accident, but the Jin family never accepted this result.

Madam Jin insisted that the car accident was not accidental, but a deliberate attempt to kill someone.

There were three people in the car during the accident: the driver, and Mr. and Mrs. Kim Ji-da.

After the accident, only Jin Zhida and his wife were found at the scene.

Jin Zhida was trapped inside the burning carriage, and the fire relentlessly consumed him, ultimately leading to his demise.

When Mrs. Jin was found, she was lying on the ground about ten meters away from the vehicle.

Police speculate that she must have rushed out of the car to call for help, but due to her serious injuries and exhaustion, she eventually collapsed unconscious.

Jin Zhida died on the spot, while Madam Jin miraculously survived. After waking up, her mental state remained extremely unstable. Her memory of the details of the car accident was vague and incomplete. She repeatedly muttered to herself, only remembering that someone had deliberately harmed them.

She then fell seriously ill, spending a long time in bed, and her personality underwent a complete change.

The most puzzling thing is that the driver responsible for driving disappeared without a trace, and there has been no news of him for ten years.

Despite repeated investigations and evidence collection, the police were unable to find any clues of a crime committed by a perpetrator, and therefore could not convict the driver of murder and subsequent escape.

The case can only be closed as a traffic accident.

Over the past decade, the Kings brothers have never given up their investigation, determined to find the missing driver and uncover the truth behind the long-buried secrets.

After finally finding a crucial clue, the key figure still managed to escape.

"They ran away?"

Jin Si Nian's fingers tightened slightly as he held the cigarette, his eyes suddenly darkening, and his deep voice carried a chilling aura, like a ghost in the dark night, inspiring fear in all who heard it.

Vincent hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to meet his gaze, and explained hastily, "Sir, a full ten years have passed, and the traces from back then have long since disappeared, making the investigation extremely difficult. Please give us a little more time."

Kings gently exhaled a smoke ring, his brow furrowed with deep thoughts, and after a moment he let out a soft sigh.

"Yes, as long as the truth of what happened back then can be revealed and everything can be brought to light, I'm willing to wait as long as it takes."

We've waited all these years, a few more days won't make a difference.

He then added a touch of pressure to his tone: "But if it drags on for too long and there's no progress, I won't be lenient and will give you a bad review."

Vincent's forehead instantly broke out in a fine layer of cold sweat.

Since its establishment, their detective agency has never received a negative review in all its years of operation, and he absolutely does not want to be the first to ruin that reputation.

He quickly and respectfully replied, "Understood! We will do our utmost to find out the truth as soon as possible."

Jinsin stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray beside him, stepped forward, and ordered in a deep voice, "Take me to the place where that man used to live."

If he goes early, he can go back early to celebrate Zhizhi's birthday.

Both Kingsman and Kingsman knew in their hearts that the driver was not the real culprit.

He stayed by his father's side and worked diligently for more than ten years.

My father treated him well, so he had no reason to complain.

But why did he disappear after the car accident?

Either the person behind it wanted to frame the driver, or he was coerced into hiding.

The year his father had the accident, the entire Jin family was looking for him.

If we can find him, we might learn what happened back then.

But he never showed up, perhaps because he was afraid.

Perhaps he is dead.

*

The birthday cake has arrived. Nan Zhi checked her phone and asked the doctor. She can eat cake, but not too much; she needs to control her sugar intake.

But the cake Jin Nian bought was too big, so the three of them ate it.

Buying such a large 24-inch dish is too much for three people to finish.

But to be honest, this cake looks pretty good.

There are two swans, one black and one white, and a chocolate made of dark chocolate.

It's all pink. Nan Zhi sighed and facepalmed: This is the aesthetic of a straight man.

It looks good, though.

She remembered that when she first came here, she bought a small cake the size of her palm for her birthday. Although she finished it, it was quite greasy.

Nan Zhi put the cake in the refrigerator, waiting for Jin Si Nian to come back so they could eat it together.

Just as she was closing the refrigerator, she glanced at the bill. How much!

How many zeros...

100,000!

This cake costs 100,000 (๐•̆·̭•̆๐)