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

"Will you agree or not?" Madam Jin asked slowly.

Nan Zhi bit her lip, hesitating...

A deep, hurried footstep approached from afar.

"Childish!"

As soon as Kings arrived and stepped onto the second-floor corridor, he immediately saw Nan Zhi, who was thin and pale, standing at the door.

My heart suddenly tightened, and a surge of anger welled up inside me.

He strode forward, his long arm encircling Nan Zhi's slender waist, pulling her firmly into his embrace. His palm rested against her slightly cool back, his voice filled with undisguised heartache: "What happened?"

"Why do you look so pale?"

"Have you been mistreated here?"

The warm embrace enveloped her, but Nan Zhi's heart remained tense.

She subconsciously looked up and met Madam Jin's sharp, cold eyes in the bedroom. Her heart skipped a beat, and she shook her head slightly, her voice weak and stammering, "No...no."

Jin Si Nian was far more perceptive than her. The person in her arms was stiff, her fingertips were cold, and there was still lingering fear in her eyes. She didn't look like someone who had never suffered any injustice.

He lowered his gaze and gently stroked her waist soothingly. Then, looking up at the two people in the room, his narrow eyes were filled with an icy chill, and the atmosphere around him suddenly became oppressive and menacing: "Really not?"

"But to me, it looks like they're bullying you."

Madam Jin, lying in bed, frowned. Her anger flared at her son's blunt retort, and she gritted her teeth, coldly asking, "Si Nian, what do you mean by that?"

"I'm currently bedridden and weak; would I really want to deliberately make things difficult for her?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Ruoxue quickly stepped forward, feigning a docile and innocent demeanor, and softly smoothed things over: "Brother Si Nian, my adoptive mother and I really didn't mean anything by it."

"It's just that my foster mother is sick, and I was thinking about Sister Nanzhi, so I specially asked someone to invite her over for a visit."

When Jin Si Nian saw her step forward, a hint of undisguised disgust flashed in his eyes. He pulled Nan Zhi back two steps, deliberately creating distance. His posture was straightforward and disdainful, as if he was afraid of being tainted by some bad luck.

Ah, I've been thinking about it!

It's more like someone has a guilty conscience!

Although Zhizhi didn't say it, he could sense it.

Staying here makes Zhizhi very nervous; she feels much more at ease and comfortable than when she's at her grandma's.

He parted his thin lips coldly, his tone sharp and sarcastic: "Shut up!"

"You know perfectly well what a weasel is up to when it visits a chicken to wish it a Happy New Year."

His gaze then fell back on Madam Jin, his words firm and resolute: "Mother, from beginning to end, Zhizhi has never received a word of your approval, nor has she ever allowed her to call you Mother, nor has she ever given her a single gift."

"You have people to take care of you when you are sick, so there is no need to make things difficult for my people."

"Furthermore, you look radiant and in excellent health!"

After saying that, Jin Si Nian didn't linger. Holding the weak Nan Zhi in his arms, he turned to leave the bedroom.

Liu Ruoxue was unwilling to give up, biting her lip and trying to step forward to stop him: "Brother Si Nian..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was met with the man's icy, chilling gaze. Jin Si Nian's eyes flashed with malice, and his tone was extremely impatient: "Go bother Jin Si Wen, stop hanging around Zhi Zhi all the time, you're annoying me."

Brother, you dumped the burden on me back then!

Now it's your turn to pay your debt.

He forcefully issued a warning, then ignored the different expressions on the faces of the two people behind him, and turned to go downstairs with Nan Zhi in his arms.

Inside the bedroom, Madam Jin pointed at the departing figure outside the door and cursed, "That heartless bastard! When Nan Zhi first came into the family, he himself refused to give that brat any status. He brought a girl home without a marriage certificate and even expected her to call me 'Mother'!"

"Keep dreaming!"

"Just like his brother, equally unconventional."

At first, she thought Jin Si Nian was a sensible person. She took him back and kept him without giving him a proper status, and he still hadn't gotten pregnant after three years.

Now, she's doing everything for that girl who can barely speak properly, and she doesn't care about her mother at all.

Her brother married that woman, and she didn't even let that woman call her mother. Now, does her kept canary outside the home deserve that?

Don't even think about it!

In her anger, Mrs. Jin collapsed from exhaustion.

Jin Si Nian carried Nan Zhi into the car and closed the door. He held Nan Zhi tightly in his arms, protecting her like a mother hen protecting her chicks.

"Don't go to your mother's place alone anymore."

Nan Zhi looked up at the man who looked nervous: "I'm fine... we just chatted for a while."

"chat!"

"Is that chatting?" Jin Nian said angrily, "Leaving you standing outside watching is bullying, not chatting."

"Besides, how could you possibly hear them talking from that far away?"

Nan Zhi nodded: "Yes, that's fine."

Jin Si's face darkened: "What did you say?"

"In the past, if I called you several times and you didn't answer, I would have thought that you not only had a slight stutter, but also that you were hard of hearing."

"So you could hear me!"

The man pinched her cheek with his large hand as he spoke: "Child, you just don't want to talk to me!"

Nan Zhi's eyes darted away as her face was pinched, but she wasn't ignoring him.

He called out to me, but he didn't say anything specific.

He kept calling out to her, and every time he called her, she looked at Jin Si Nian, but he wouldn't say anything.

She had only just arrived then and couldn't figure out what kind of person he was.

"Child, what did your mother say to you?"

He understood his mother's temperament; what she disliked was those she disdained to be close to.

The mother must have said something or given some instructions to Zhizhi when she asked her to come over.

"No, it's nothing," Nan Zhi turned her face away, unwilling to say more.

Logically speaking, it would be advantageous for Madam Jin to ask her to help Miss Zhou, as it might allow her to leave sooner.

However, when she didn't agree to Madam Jin's request, or even when Madam Jin asked her to help Miss Zhou, she was somewhat unwilling.

What's wrong with me? Am I used to it?

Habits are truly a terrible thing. Kings, what are your true feelings for me?

"Really?" the man asked earnestly, looking down.

Zhizhi was lying to him again. This was the answer she always gave him when he took Zhizhi back from his mother's place.

Zhizhi is not a girl who cries, tattles, or acts spoiled.

Nan Zhi looked up and met the man's deep eyes. Her lips parted and closed before she finally responded with a soft "Mmm..."

Upon hearing this, Kingsman's eyes flashed with displeasure. He placed his broad hand directly on the necklace chain, his fingertips exerting slight force as if to tear the chain off her neck.

Nan Zhi's pupils contracted slightly, a sudden panic gripped her heart, and she instinctively raised her hands to tightly cover the pendant, her body tensing slightly as she stared at the man in front of her with utter astonishment: "W-what are you doing?"

Did he regret it?

Why don't you want to give yourself this handmade gift?

We still need to tear it off and throw it out the window.

He goes back on his word again. Does someone like him really have any credibility?

It seems there really isn't one.

Nan Zhi lowered her eyes, feeling a mix of bitterness and confusion in her heart.

Jin Si Nian watched as her brows furrowed even more, her aura heavy, and her tone left no room for argument: "Let go."

"I won't see you off!"