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

"I like the child you gave birth to."

I love everything that comes out of your belly.

The man's intense gaze fell on Nan Zhi, and she felt a little flustered.

"Zhizhi, you're not hiding anything from me, are you?" Jinsin asked.

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

"That's good, go to sleep."

Jin Si Nian held her in his arms, and as he covered her with the blanket, she became restless, turning over to face him. Her little hands clutched at the buttons of his pajamas, and she stammered softly, "I...I want to...go out tomorrow."

"Why are you going out again?"

"Where is Zhizhi going?"

Jin Si Nian looked down at her, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes, and he wondered to himself if she was going to find Pei Jing Zhi.

He doesn't like Zhizhi going out, even though she used to be very well-behaved and would just wait for him to come home.

He enjoyed the fact that Zhizhi only had eyes for him, but things gradually changed later.

Zhizhi started going out more and more often, and her attention was constantly being diverted to other things.

Previously, Nan Zhi would never proactively inform him when she went out; he would only find out after she had already left, even if he called or texted her to ask where she was going.

But today he took the initiative to speak up; he's learned his lesson.

Nan Zhi had no choice. If he didn't tell him, he wouldn't let her step out of here.

Even if she sneaks away, his calls and messages will immediately follow, never leaving her side.

I can't just ignore it, even though she often reads my messages but doesn't reply.

"Medical, hospital."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Si Nian raised his hand, pinched her chin, gently pried open her lips, examined her teeth carefully, and asked with a puzzled look, "You went to the hospital to get your teeth checked again?"

"Child, why do your teeth always have problems?"

"Did you secretly eat too much candy?"

Zhizhi had her tooth pulled a long time ago. She went to the dentist because her wisdom tooth was inflamed, and also because her husband was going on a business trip for seven or eight days. He bought her a lot of food, including various kinds of candy, and she ate too much of it, which caused her toothache.

The only option was to go to the hospital to have my tooth pulled. After the extraction, I couldn't eat anything and kept whimpering.

Aunt Qing called him to explain the situation, so he had no choice but to quickly finish his work and return two days early.

When he returned, Zhizhi had been drinking porridge for several days.

I went to look at the bag of snacks he bought for Zhizhi; she had eaten almost all the candy.

He wanted to throw away the candy, but the child refused.

In the end, he could only give the remaining candy to Aunt Qing.

But that was a long time ago; her baby teeth should have healed by now.

He felt increasingly uneasy. Her frequent trips to the hospital every few days were highly unusual, and he realized he needed to investigate.

Nan Zhi stared at the fingers he was pressing against her lips, opened her mouth and gently bit them, but missed. She hurriedly explained, "I...I'm going to get checked...it's...it's a regular checkup..."

She felt uneasy; this wasn't a dental visit at all, but a prenatal checkup she was trying to avoid him.

Jin Si Nian, with a helpless yet indulgent expression, gently rubbed her soft cheeks: "Alright, alright, I won't stop you."

His eyes lit up, and he suggested softly, "I'll go with you tomorrow."

"No, no!" Nan Zhi blurted out in an instant, her reaction exceptionally strong.

Jin Si Nian raised an eyebrow, his deep gaze locking onto her flustered face, instantly noticing her unusual expression: "Zhi Zhi, you seem very agitated?"

Nan Zhi stiffened, her eyes darting away in a panic, stammering as she tried to find an excuse: "Weren't you...weren't you going to the company?"

"Work matters aren't urgent." He stared intently at her, his gaze deep. "I'm not so desperate that I can't even take you to the doctor."

Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, Nan Zhi hurriedly raised her hand to cover his eyes, and said urgently, "Really, no, no, you don't need to come with me!"

"It takes a long time to queue, it takes a whole morning."

"Are you sure you want to go?" Kings asked tentatively, his doubts growing.

Nan Zhi nodded vigorously, her tone both firm and flustered: "Yes! I... I can go by myself."

"Alright," Kingsman said, seeing the panic in her eyes.

He promised not to go with Zhizhi, but he didn't promise not to secretly follow her.

To prevent her from secretly meeting with the man surnamed Pei, he had to keep watch over her; she was his wife.

The next morning,

Jin Nian was already awake. He leaned down and gently pecked Nan Zhi's cheeks with light, delicate kisses. His voice was hoarse and languid in the early morning: "Zhi Zhi, it's time to get up."

Feeling a ticklish sensation on her face, Nan Zhi, still half-asleep, mistook it for an annoying mosquito and casually slapped it away.

Yay, it doesn't hurt!

The palm landed warm and firm—striking straight onto Jin Si Nian's face.

After receiving a soft slap, Jin Si Nian showed no anger whatsoever. Instead, he chuckled softly, took her slender hand in his, and gently licked her fingertips with a hint of mischief: "Child, you can hit harder next time."

He got up, threw off the covers, got out of bed, neatly put on a shirt, and slowly and methodically tied his tie in front of the mirror.

This was supposed to be tied by Zhizhi, but unfortunately she couldn't get up.

I only tied it for him once, and then that was it...

He still scooped the person who was still in bed from the covers, held her in his arms, and gently patted her bottom: "Wake up, get up quickly, you still have to go to the hospital for a check-up today."

Nan Zhi nodded in agreement, still somewhat dazed.

After a quick wash, she was carried downstairs in his arms.

She nestled obediently in his arms to eat breakfast. This wasn't the first time they had fed each other so affectionately, but Nan Zhi's ears still burned and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Jin Si Nian scooped up some warm wontons and patiently fed them to her lips, his voice low and gentle: "Eat more."

"Don't just gain weight in your belly, gain some more flesh all over your body too, so it's soft and feels good to knead."

As he finished speaking, his gaze, unrestrained and intense, slowly moved down from her collarbone.

Nan Zhi blushed instantly, lowered her head, and muttered angrily, "You...you pervert!"

"Childish, but actually not so young~"

At least for now, he can handle it, and it's just right...

To be honest, Zhizhi has grown up a bit since she first came three years ago, and she's become more charming and has all the qualities one would expect.

But then again, how could he not grow big if he rubs it day and night?

After eating about half a bowl, Zhizhi couldn't eat anymore.

Jin Nian asked her when she was going to the hospital and whether she wanted him to give her a ride.

Nan Zhi refused, and the man didn't say anything more, grabbed his coat, and went out.

After waiting for about half an hour, Zhizhi finally went out and waited for the car outside the villa area.

They didn't notice the inconspicuous Maybach parked on the roadside not far away.

As Nan Zhi got into the ride-hailing car and it slowly drove away from the villa, the air pressure inside the Maybach parked not far away suddenly dropped, becoming so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Assistant Zhang, sitting in the passenger seat, secretly glimpsed the slender figure disappearing into the distance through the car window, his heart filled with confusion.

I don't understand why Master is not going to work and is sitting here waiting for Madam.

A chill ran through Jin Si Nian in the back seat. His dark eyes were fixed on the car ahead, and his thin lips uttered two cold words: "Follow."

"Understood, sir."

Assistant Zhang didn't dare to ask any more questions. He immediately responded, lightly pressed the accelerator, maintained a safe distance, and followed discreetly and steadily.

Now I'm not a nice guy anymore, I'm a stalker.