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

"Okay, I promise you. Come back with me now." Jin Si Nian immediately agreed, giving her all the answers to her concerns.

Nan Zhi bit her lip lightly, her brows furrowed with hesitation, and whispered her request: "I...I want to go home and see my grandmother."

Jin Nian raised an eyebrow slightly, and said softly but firmly, "No."

"You're carrying twins and your body is heavy, so just stay home and rest."

"As for your grandmother, I'll arrange for someone to personally bring her to the villa to keep you company right away."

Nan Zhi couldn't resist his persuasion, so she gave in softly, still clinging to her bottom line and repeatedly urging, "I...I promise..."

"If Mrs. Jin doesn't agree with me or the child, I'll leave on my own. You're not allowed to stop me or prevent me from leaving."

"Okay." Jin Si Nian nodded heavily, his eyes filled with seriousness, and replied word by word, "If my mother doesn't agree, I will go with Zhi Zhi."

Anyway, his brother is at home now, so he can just hand the company back to his brother.

He deserves to live a life of comfort and happiness with his wife, children, and a warm bed.

Upon hearing this, Nan Zhi immediately frowned, a hint of displeasure in her eyes, and hurriedly corrected, "No, we're not going together."

What she wanted was never to escape with him; she wanted to leave alone with her two babies.

But Kings Nian completely ignored her remaining explanations, wrapped his long arms firmly around her waist, picked her up horizontally, and strode away from the airport lounge.

Jin Nian carried the person back to the Jin family's old house.

As soon as she stepped into the entrance hall of the old house, Madam Jin, who was sitting in the main seat of the living room, looked up and caught sight of Nan Zhi in her son's arms. Her face instantly turned cold, and she immediately launched into a scathing attack, her tone full of meanness and disdain: "You just have a slight stutter, it's not like your legs are broken or your body is useless. You're a grown woman and you can't even walk properly, yet you still need my son to carry you and serve you every day?"

The sharp, piercing words struck her, and Nan Zhi instinctively stiffened, her fingers gripping Jin Si Nian's collar tightly.

Before she could timidly offer her explanation, Jin Si Nian's face turned cold. He ignored his mother's nagging, carried the girl in his arms, and walked straight through the living room. He gently placed her on the soft sofa, lightly stroking her hair with his fingertips, and soothed her with a gentle voice: "Sit quietly, don't be afraid, I'm here for you."

After settling Nan Zhi in, he turned around and faced Madam Jin, whose face was full of anger.

Ignored by her son, Madam Jin's anger flared even more. She slammed her hand on the sofa armrest and demanded sharply, "Si Nian!"

"Do you even see me as your mother anymore?!"

Jin Si Nian stood tall and straight, his expression indifferent and aloof. Without the slightest hint of backing down, he bluntly stated, "Mother, give me the household registration book. I want to marry Zhi Zhi."

"Marry her?!"

Mrs. Jin's pupils contracted sharply, and she stood up abruptly, her eyes filled with disbelief. She then shouted angrily, "Jin Nian, are you insane?!"

"What makes her good enough for you?"

"No family background, no connections, timid by nature, and a born stutterer!"

"All the heiresses from prominent families in City S are scrambling to marry into the Jin family, but you look down on them all!"

"You cruelly sent Miss Zhou inside..."

"Si Nian, wake up! Mom will allow you to marry any daughter of a prominent family, except for her."

"The young mistress of the Jin family must never be a lowly girl of humble origins who can't be brought to the table!"

The scornful insults and jeers that were like daggers came crashing down on him. Jin Si Nian reacted quickly, turning around and gently covering Nan Zhi's ears to block out most of the harsh words.

But the remaining fragmented and unpleasant words still seeped clearly into Nan Zhi's ears through her fingers.

She lowered her eyes, her face pale, her fingers gripping the hem of her clothes tightly, her heart aching with bitterness and embarrassment.

I knew he would say that.

Nan Zhi's face grew paler and paler. She timidly clutched Jin Si Nian's clothes, shrinking back slightly, her mind filled with thoughts of escape.

She didn't want to hear any more of these demeaning and humiliating words, and she didn't want to stay here for another second.

I shouldn't have come; I shouldn't have agreed to Jin Nian's request.

Madam Jin already disliked her, and even the child she conceived unexpectedly became, in Madam Jin's ears, a conspiracy by her to climb the social ladder.

Jin Si Nian firmly grasped her slightly cool hand, leaned down and lowered his voice, his tone calm and reassuring: "Don't worry, just wait patiently, someone will take care of her."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked up at Madam Jin, whose face was ashen. His tone was uncompromising, and his words were firm and resolute: "Mother, Zhizhi is pregnant with my children, twins."

"I want to marry her, I love her, and I want to get our marriage certificate as soon as possible and register our two children's births."

"And Zhizhi is a wonderful girl. I love her no matter what her background is or whether you like her or not."

"Zhizhi is very good and presentable; she is not a lowly person."

Madam Jin was jolted, as if struck by lightning. She stared blankly at the slender Nan Zhi on the sofa, then suddenly sneered, her words becoming increasingly sarcastic and snobbish: "Quite the method."

"With her contract expiring and her impending dismissal, she just happened to be pregnant!"

"All this scheming is ultimately about making money. Name your price, how much do you want?"

"I'll buy out all ties between you and your two children, take the money and leave!"

"If you want to gain status through your son, I can take the mother away and leave the child behind."

"Let's see who dares to touch my granddaughter-in-law!"

A powerful, authoritative, and steady voice suddenly came from the entrance hall.

Jin Jingwen helped Grandma Jin, who was leaning on a sandalwood cane, slowly walk into the living room. She had heard everything clearly in the conversation between the mother and son, in which they argued and humiliated Nan Zhi.

"Grandma, please slow down," Kingsman gently instructed, steadily helping the elderly woman to her feet. An hour earlier, he had received a message from his younger brother, asking him to bring their grandmother over because he had something important to announce.

I almost missed the good news.

It's been three years; the child's grandmother has been waiting for him for three years.

Grandma Jin looked up at her daughter-in-law, Madam Jin, her face cold and her tone disappointed: "So many years have passed, but your personality and your snobbishness haven't changed a bit."

"Xiao Zhi is gentle, clean, obedient, and sensible—what a wonderful daughter-in-law she would be! How can you just say you don't want her?"

She turned to Jinswen beside her and simply ordered, "Jinswen, go upstairs and get the family register, and give it to Sinian."

"Tell the young couple to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau immediately to get their marriage certificate."

She only found out today that Si Nian and Xiao Zhi hadn't registered their marriage; they had been lying to this old lady all along.

Kingsman nodded in agreement, turned around, and quickly went upstairs.

When Madam Jin met her mother-in-law's stern gaze, her arrogance diminished considerably, but she still stubbornly argued, "Mother, Nan Zhi has neither a good family background nor a high level of education, and she even stutters when she speaks. She is simply not worthy of Si Nian and is not fit to be the young mistress of the Jin family."

Grandma Jin slammed her cane heavily on the ground, coldly rebuking her and directly revealing the past: "When you married into the Jin family, you came from an ordinary family, had no special skills, and couldn't do anything!"

"How could you forget where you came from now that you're in Mrs. Jin's position?"

"Back then, I tried my best to dissuade him, but my son still married you without hesitation. Why are you making things difficult for the younger generation?"

Mrs. Jin's face turned pale and then flushed, and she stammered, "Mom..."

"Shut up." Grandma Jin raised her hand to interrupt her, her words ringing out firmly, "The Nan family has a good background; they are a legitimate wealthy family in S City, even if they're down on their luck."

"Xiao Zhi is carrying two members of the Jin family's bloodline, and you still want to force her away."

"You've already driven Siwen away from you, do you want to force Si Nian to completely break with you as well?"

These words struck a nerve, and Madam Jin's face turned deathly pale, yet she remained stubbornly resolute, screaming, "I won't agree! I absolutely won't agree!"

"She's just not good enough for him."

At this moment, Jin Siwen slowly walked downstairs with the dark red household registration booklet in his hand, handed it directly to Jin Sinian, and said in a low voice, "Let's go, let's get our marriage certificate."

"Mom, Grandma's here to take care of things."

The conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is the most difficult to resolve, but there is also the best solution, which is to let the mother-in-law's mother-in-law step in to suppress it.

Ultimately, a higher-ranking official can have absolute power; no matter how domineering Madam Jin was, she couldn't defy the old Madam Jin.

She's your mother-in-law after all!