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

Is it my fault again?

Jin Nian wiped her hands: "Zhi Zhi, don't let random people in from now on."

"Ms. Zhou is not... a random person."

"She is!" The man's eyes turned cold, and he tightened his grip on her hand.

"I'll contact the property management right away and have Zhou Qingwan kicked out."

"You are not allowed to be soft-hearted again, and you are not allowed to leave anyone behind again."

"And you're not allowed to contradict me!" Jin Si Nian patted the top of her head with his palm, giving her a warning.

If you don't make things clear with her, she'll always blur the lines.

Nan Zhi frowned slightly, a hint of unease in her heart. She hesitated softly, "But...but what if Madam blames us?"

Zhou Qingwan was personally arranged to enter the villa by Madam Jin. Driving her away rashly would surely anger Madam Jin.

"What's wrong with you?"

"You brought her here, and she's been staying at our house for several days now. Does she really intend to stay forever?"

Nan Zhi muttered softly, "People come here... just to see you, and you haven't come back for days..."

"Is Zhizhi talking bad about me?" The man leaned closer and asked deliberately with a stern face.

No, nothing.

"I'll talk to Mother," Jin Si Nian interrupted her worries, his tone solemn and earnest, each word a carefully chosen instruction.

"Child, remember this: from now on, no matter what my mother says to you or what demands she makes of you..."

"You are not allowed to agree to any of these things. From now on, you must tell me everything that your mother tells you, without missing a single word."

She wouldn't have to be torn between the two sides; he would shoulder all the pressure and trouble.

"Yes, I understand." Nan Zhi nodded obediently.

A pang of regret swept through her heart. If Zhou Qingwan were to be driven away like this, the three million severance pay that Madam Jin had promised would be completely lost.

Jin Si Nian lowered his gaze to her obedient little face, still uneasy, looking into her eyes, his tone carrying a hint of ambiguous intimidation: "You really know?"

"If you make another mistake by taking matters into your own hands next time, you'll have to behave yourself for a whole day."

The blunt and explicit words touched her ears, and Nan Zhi's ears instantly turned bright red. She raised her hand and gently pushed him away, scolding him softly with a mixture of shame and annoyance: "You, you shameless..."

Seeing her shy and sweet appearance, Jin Si Nian chuckled and reached out to hug her tightly.

The next moment, he pulled a brand new silver chain pendant from inside his clothes and handed it to her.

The pendant is exquisitely polished and smooth, with flowing lines. It is a swan design that he spent several days revising and carving.

With a mixture of anticipation and trepidation in his eyes, he said softly, "This is for you."

"My new one, at least this time it looks like a real swan, right?"

If Zhizhi still says it doesn't look right, he'll have to carve it again.

Nan Zhi lowered her eyes to look at the pendant that was swaying quietly in her palm. It was pure white and translucent, with outstretched wings, and looked lifelike. It was the most beautiful white swan.

Her nose tingled slightly, her eyes welled up with tears, and she nodded gently: "Yes, it's just like it, it's very much like it."

A deep sense of inferiority and bitterness welled up inside me.

But she wasn't a swan, she was just an ugly duckling.

When Jin Si Nian saw her respond, his eyes lit up instantly, and he couldn't wait to reach out and put it on for her.

Nan Zhi quickly raised her hand and gently pressed it down, softly reminding him, "Don't wear it yet, I... I haven't taken my medicine today."

Upon hearing this, Jin Si Nian paused, then withdrew his hand, placed the pendant in her palm, and said gently, "I haven't drunk it yet either."

"Aunt Qing must have already warmed the medicine. Just wait patiently, I'll go get it."

The bedroom fell silent instantly.

Nan Zhi sat alone on the edge of the bed, her fingertips gently caressing the exquisite swan pendant in her palm, a thin layer of mist covering her eyes.

It really looks like a swan...

In the kitchen, the medicine was being kept warm.

Zhou Qingwan stayed for several days. Since Jin Sinian wasn't there, she stayed upstairs and had no idea that medicine was being brewed in the kitchen.

She went inside and asked, "Whose medicine is this?"

Aunt Qing, observing the heat, said, "One is for the young master, and the other is for the young mistress."

Are they both sick?

"No, it's for conditioning her body. Isn't this so that the young mistress can get pregnant with the Jin family's child as soon as possible?" Aunt Qing said this on purpose for Miss Zhou to hear, so that she would back down once she had a child.

The young master clearly doesn't like her.

"Child, who wants to be pregnant? You mean that vixen wants to be pregnant with Si Nian's child!"

"I knew she wouldn't be so kind as to agree to Madam Jin's request. Turns out she's two-faced."

"Pah! Shameless! She talks so sweetly about not being able to get pregnant, yet she drinks those 'secret formulas' for getting pregnant every day. Turns out, her biggest ambition is..."

No, she has to go back now and tell Madam Jin.

She glanced at the peanuts Aunt Qing was eating, remembering Liu Ruoxue's mention that the vixen was allergic to peanuts. Perhaps she could eat them. She reached for a few peanuts from the plate...

"What are you doing?"

Zhou Qingwan was startled and turned around to see the man leaning against the wall, looking at her with a gloomy face and cold eyes.

She saw that look in her eyes last night too; it was a look that truly wanted to kill her. The experience of being choked yesterday was still vivid in her mind.

Now that they've been caught again, Zhou Qingwan is terrified and afraid of him.

The way he looked at her was completely different from how he looked at that vixen, Nan Zhi.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

"Staying at my house and sneaking into the kitchen, are you trying to poison Zhizhi?" His tone grew colder. It was all because this woman was so clueless that she had made him and Zhizhi angry and hadn't been home for several days. He had spent the last few nights alone in his empty house.

Zhou Qingwan was so intimidated by his aura that her hands and feet turned ice-cold, her tongue trembled, and she couldn't even utter a complete sentence: "N-no... I... I didn't..."

Seeing her stuttering and flustered appearance, Jin Si Nian let out a low, cold laugh, full of sarcasm: "Look, you're stuttering too."

"What right do you have to laugh at Zhizhi?"

"Your stutter isn't as good as Zhizhi's, and you're not as pretty as Zhizhi."

"My mother has terrible taste."

Zhou Qingwan's face turned even paler, and she trembled as she tried to leave: "I...I've been nagging...I've been bothering you for days, my...my parents must be worried."

"I'm leaving now."

As she spoke, she turned to leave the kitchen.

"Wait!" Jin Nian called out to her, looking at Aunt Qing: "She is suspected of poisoning Zhi Zhi, Aunt Qing has called the police."

"Ah," Aunt Qing paused for a second, then replied, "Oh, okay."

"I didn't poison her," Zhou Qingwan retorted. "Do you have any proof?"

"Zhizhi is allergic to peanuts, and the peanuts in your hand are proof."

"Aunt Qing went upstairs and threw away all the things she had used, including the quilts and other items. It's bad luck."

Shortly after, the police arrived and took Zhou Qingwan away.

Jin Si Nian held the medicine, his eyes filled with warning: "Aunt Qing, I remember I told you on your first day here that Zhi Zhi is allergic to peanuts."

"This, this is what I ate myself..."

"This will not be repeated."