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

The following day, Zhou Qingwan was brought over by Madam Jin.

Initially, the property management of the community strictly adhered to the rules and refused to allow outsiders to enter at will.

Ke Nanzhi personally called the property management and said that Zhou Qingwan was a guest she had specially invited, and her subordinates dared not offend President Jin's wife, so they could only make an exception and let her pass.

Aunt Qing slowly peeled fresh beans with her fingertips, her brows furrowed with resentment. She couldn't help but whisper to Nan Zhi beside her, "Young Madam, why do you indulge them? Why do you insist on letting this Miss Zhou move into the villa?"

"I could tell at first glance that this Miss Zhou has ulterior motives and is not well-intentioned at all."

Miss Zhou is here, so she'll have to cook for one more person!

Nan Zhi stood to the side, a faint sense of helplessness in her eyes.

She didn't want to see Miss Zhou acting so arrogantly, but there was nothing she could do.

Just now, Madam Jin made a phone call and gave an order, demanding that she take charge of receiving Zhou Qingwan and persuade Jin Si Nian to agree to let Zhou Qingwan stay at the villa temporarily.

Mrs. Jin hung up the phone before giving her a chance to speak.

Not long after, footsteps were heard from the entrance hall, and Zhou Qingwan arrived as promised.

Compared to her usual arrogant and flamboyant demeanor, she has toned down all her sharpness today, deliberately pretending to be a gentle and obedient young lady from a respectable family.

After entering, she walked straight to Nan Zhi with a perfectly timed friendly smile on her face and took Nan Zhi's arm affectionately.

However, she was not good at pretending and couldn't think of a suitable polite phrase. After a long silence, she finally blurted out, "Mrs. Jin told me that you would help me."

Nan Zhi raised her eyes, her gaze sweeping lightly over the security camera at the villa entrance.

She didn't pull away from the other person's arm, but leaned down slightly, lowered her voice, and corrected her word by word: "No, it's not to help you."

"It's just... mutually beneficial."

After entering, Nan Zhi led her to the backyard, where Zhou Qingwan plopped down in the wicker chair she used to sit in.

This chair wasn't originally there; she came here out of boredom, without any friends to keep her company, and she didn't want to go out and meet any new people.

He stays at home all day, and when he has nothing to do, he tends to the grass in the backyard that Jin Si Nian built.

Oh well, it's just a chair, I'll just sit down.

Zhou Qingwan swayed in her rattan chair, eating a peach: "Sigh, I didn't expect you, who can't even speak properly, to be doing so well here."

"Is there any way you can make me stay?"

Nan Zhi shook her head: "No...no."

She didn't know what kind of person Jin Si Nian liked.

"No!"

"There's nothing you can do about letting Jin Si Nian pester you for three years." Zhou Qingwan glared at her angrily, her pent-up anger instantly ignited. She suddenly raised her eyes and glared indignantly at Nan Zhi.

Nan Zhi remained calm and spoke in a light tone, patiently clarifying the most straightforward relationship between the two of them: "He and I... are just in a transactional relationship."

"Didn't you know this from the beginning?"

These words deeply stung Zhou Qingwan.

She suddenly stood up from the rattan chair, her movements quick and agile, and ripped off the silk scarf wrapped around Nan Zhi's neck.

The cool air clung to her skin, revealing her fair and delicate neck, which was covered with countless marks of varying shades left by lovers during their intimate moments.

"Why are you hiding in this sweltering heat?" Zhou Qingwan scoffed, her eyes filled with mockery and envy. "It seems that the business relationship between you and President Jin has changed."

Nan Zhi subconsciously raised her hand and hurriedly covered her neck, her ears feeling slightly hot.

These marks were left last night after Kings was tormented by his unfulfilled desires and repeated torment.

He was like a starving beast, unable to cross the line, with nowhere to release his excess energy, so he could only leave his own unique mark on her body again and again.

Last night was truly the most decadent ever...

It was only when she arrived that Nan Zhi thought of trying to conceal it.

"No matter how hard you try to cover it up, it's useless; it can't be hidden at all."

Zhou Qingwan casually tossed the silk scarf back in front of Nan Zhi, sat back down in the rattan chair, her posture arrogant and contemptuous, every word laced with barbs: "Don't tell me you didn't use any methods."

"The fact that you managed to keep Jin Si Nian so captivated, making him unable to see any other woman, ultimately comes down to you using your cunning to seduce him."

Nan Zhi picked up the silk scarf and slowly wrapped it around her neck again to block out the outside world's view, secretly rolling her eyes in her heart.

The dog pounced on me on its own.

She was too lazy to argue with him about such pointless things, and simply looked up and said, "Let's eat first... He'll be back by dinner time this evening."

After saying that, Nan Zhi ignored her and turned to go inside.

Zhou Qingwan refused to give up, quickly catching up and grabbing her wrist. Her fingers tightened, and her tone was icy, carrying a naked humiliation and warning: "I'm reminding you, don't forget the task Madam Jin assigned you."

"In the end, you're just a country bumpkin."

"So what if you are the daughter of the Nan family?"

"You're just a down-and-out nobody. You have no right to be smug in front of me. Don't get too cocky."

Upon hearing this, Nan Zhi stopped and turned to look at her. A faint chill crept into her usually gentle and timid eyes, and a very faint smile appeared on her lips as she retorted, word by word, "Oh?"

"You're not even as good as me, the daughter of a poor family from the countryside."

She gently broke free from Zhou Qingwan's grasp, her tone calm and composed, neither humble nor arrogant: "I will keep my promise and let you stay."

"Can...can I win him over...? What should I do next?"

That's your own business.

Zhou Qingwan watched her retreating figure, gritting her teeth in a helpless rage: "Sharp-tongued!"

Nan Zhi stayed in her room all afternoon and didn't go out.

Kings returned in the evening.

Jin Si Nian pushed open the door and stepped into the living room. His gaze swept casually across the room, but when he caught sight of the face on the sofa, the temperature around him instantly dropped to freezing.

A thick layer of gloom settled over his narrow eyes, and a sudden surge of malevolence welled up within him.

He turned his head, his tone cold and piercing, and questioned Aunt Qing beside him, "Who allowed her to enter the villa?"

She clearly remembered that the last time he kicked her out, he had also instructed the property security to not let her in.

Aunt Qing's heart tightened, and she lowered her head to answer truthfully, "Young Master is Young Madam."

A single sentence ignited Jin Si's anger.

He didn't say another word, his face was gloomy, and he went straight upstairs with heavy steps.

With a hand that had distinct knuckles, he pushed open the master bedroom door.

On the bed, Nan Zhi lay on her side, already asleep, her eyes serene, looking completely carefree.

At that moment, Jin Si Nian felt only absurdity and chilling dismay.

His mother openly sent women to his villa, and his child not only showed no resistance, but could also lie in bed and sleep soundly without a care in the world.

Okay, that's really great.

Driven by rage, Jin Si Nian strode to the bedside, his warm, broad hand covering the girl's slender, fair ankle, his fingertips tightening and gripping it firmly.

Nan Zhi, who was fast asleep, was suddenly awakened. She felt a restraining force on her ankle and instinctively tried to curl up her legs and pull back into the blanket, but the man held her firmly and she could not move at all.

"Don't move!" The next second, a deep, gloomy voice, filled with boundless rage, rang out from above: "Zhizhi."

His tone was frighteningly cold, carrying a suppressed sense of malice.

Nan Zhi opened her sleepy eyes blankly, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, her eyes still misty from just waking up. She stared blankly at the man with the gloomy face and stammered, "You...you're back?"

"Yes, I'm back."

Jin Si Nian tugged at the corners of his lips, the smile not reaching his eyes, his tone both mocking and angry, and he tightened his grip on her ankle: "Come back and see how Zhi Zhi arranges other women for her man."

I'm so angry!