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

Before 4:30 p.m., when it was time to leave work, a tall and slender figure quietly appeared next to Zhang Li's workstation.

Jin Jinnian, the Jin family's leader who is usually ruthless and aloof in front of everyone.

At this moment, he showed no airs of a CEO whatsoever. He was crouching down slightly, furtively squatting next to the trash can, his fingertips gripping the rim as he patiently searched through it again and again.

Anxiety lingered between his brows, and his eyes were filled with confusion.

"No? How could there be no?"

He murmured to himself, feeling increasingly agitated.

This morning, Mingming personally instructed Zhang Li to throw away the wooden box containing the pendant. Logically, it should be lying in the trash can now.

Could it be that Zhang Li has become bold enough to outwardly comply while secretly hiding the items?

Where could that box possibly go?

He squatted there, his brow furrowed, his mind a jumble of thoughts.

He didn't throw it away, so where did it go?

Just as he was about to flip through it again, a deliberate, light cough came from behind him.

"Mr. Jin?"

When Zhang Li returned from running errands, the first thing he saw upon entering the office area was his boss squatting in front of a trash can. He suppressed his astonishment and spoke cautiously.

The sudden sound startled Jin Si Nian, making him freeze in place.

He quickly stood up, put his hands behind his back like a guilty thief, deliberately straightened his posture, and pretended to be indifferent. He even kicked the trash can lightly to cover up his embarrassment.

He cleared his dry throat, feigning nonchalance, and asked in an extremely flat tone, "So, the marketing department's proposal has been sent over?"

Zhang Li suppressed the smile in his heart, maintained a respectful demeanor, and handed over the folder with both hands: "President Jin, this is the proposal you requested."

Jin Nian's gaze wandered, he had no interest in reading the documents at all. He reluctantly reached out and took them, speaking very quickly. With a cold face, he turned around and strode back to his private office on the top floor, as if fleeing in panic.

The office door was gently closed.

Three long minutes passed before a deep male voice called out from the silent room: "Zhang Li."

Upon hearing the sound, Zhang Li, who was waiting outside, immediately pushed open the door and entered.

He held the exquisite little wooden box in his palm, and before Jin Si Nian could speak, he took the initiative to persuade him: "Sir, this gift was personally crafted by you at great personal cost, so it has a special meaning."

"I really dare not throw it away carelessly, for fear that improper handling will make you regret it later."

"In my opinion, you should keep it for yourself for now."

They even secretly rummaged through his trash can, which was really creepy.

Behind the desk, Jin Si Nian, who was holding the handle of a coffee cup with his fingertips, suddenly stopped.

Looking down at the dark liquid swirling in the glass, all the awkwardness and restlessness in my heart were shattered.

After a long silence, he feigned nonchalance, speaking in a cold tone and maintaining an air of superiority, awkwardly uttering three words: "Hmm, put it down."

The person disappeared in a flash, and only then did Jin Si Nian raise his hand to open the small wooden box. The pendant inside now looked like a swan.

Give this to Zhizhi, she'll be happy!

A smile curled at the corner of the man's lips. How wonderful.

He's going home now after get off work.

I also need to figure out how to get rid of the woman; just looking at her is annoying.

Doesn't she have a home of her own?

It's rude of you to come and stay at his and Zhizhi's house.

In the evening, Aunt Qing was preparing dinner for two. The young master hadn't come home for several days, and since he hadn't called today, she figured he wouldn't be coming home for dinner.

Just then, Jin Si Nian returned. No one was waiting for him; Zhi Zhi was also in the living room.

In the past, she would always curl up on the sofa at mealtimes, waiting for her to come back.

"Aunt Qing!" Jin Si Nian called out.

"Young Master"

Where are they?

The man asked, "Did that annoying one leave?"

"The young mistress is sleeping in her room..."

Before she could finish speaking, Jin Si Nian went upstairs.

As soon as she stepped around the corner of the stairs, Zhou Qingwan's eyes lit up in the hallway, and a joyful smile instantly spread across her face. She quickly stepped forward to greet him: "Brother Si Nian, you're finally back!"

She had been waiting for this moment for a long time, hoping to bump into Jin Nian alone and take the opportunity to make her presence known.

Jin Nian didn't even lift his eyelids, completely ignoring the woman beside him, and pushed open the master bedroom door with one hand.

The room was dimly lit, and the large bedroom was empty; no one was there, and there were few belongings.

Zhou Qingwan followed him to the door and caught a glimpse of him gazing intently at the empty bedroom. A smile crept onto her lips as she casually asked, "Si Nian, are you looking for that woman?"

"She has moved out of the master bedroom and is now living in the small nanny's room downstairs."

"Si Nian, I know you have feelings for me, that's why you offered to let me stay in this room."

"The maid's room?" The man froze abruptly, his body temperature plummeted, and his dark eyes surged with a chilling killing intent and ferocity.

The next second, he stretched out his long arm and grabbed Zhou Qingwan's slender neck without hesitation, the force restrained yet extremely intimidating.

Zhou Qingwan slammed her back against the wall, feeling a sharp pain...

The man looked down at him, his eyes icy cold, each word dripping with frosty chill: "Who do you think you are? You dare covet our room and climb into my bed?"

"Don't try to cause trouble for me. If you know what's good for you, get lost now."

"Otherwise, I'll find something for your old father to do, so he can teach you a lesson."

"roll"

With her neck constricted, a feeling of suffocation washed over her, and Zhou Qingwan's face instantly turned pale.

The next second, he suddenly loosened his grip and shoved the person away violently.

Zhou Qingwan lost her balance and fell awkwardly onto the cold floor.

Unwilling to accept defeat, she hurriedly reached out and grabbed the man's trouser leg as he left, her eyes filled with stubbornness and resentment: "Si Nian."

"I was personally chosen by Mrs. Jin; I am the future daughter-in-law of the Jin family that she has selected."

"You can't do this to me."

"I like you. I've been in love with you since the first time I saw you."

Upon hearing this, Jin Si Nian's eyes were filled with extreme mockery and disgust.

He lifted his foot, mercilessly freeing himself from her grasp on his ankle, and coldly looked down at the woman slumped on the ground in an awkward position, his tone indifferent and ruthless: "Is that so?"

Unfortunately, I don't like you, and I don't even think much of you.

His tone was firm and resolute: "You're not even as good as a single hair on a child's head."

"Get the hell out of here, or it won't just be you who loses face if I throw you out, it will be the entire Zhou family!"

Downstairs, in the cramped and cramped nanny's room.

Nan Zhi was sleeping peacefully. She didn't know why she felt sleepy every afternoon lately.

It might be related to pregnancy; as my belly gets bigger, I feel sleepy and don't like to move around.

The door was quietly opened a crack, and a pair of sharp eyes pierced through the gap.

The room wasn't very big; it wasn't even half the size of his master bedroom upstairs.

Zhizhi would rather stay in this kind of place than live upstairs.

He said something in anger, and she actually put it into practice.

They really are obedient.

Jin Nian opened the door, went inside, and climbed into bed...