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

Nan Zhi blinked her clear eyes, her face full of confusion: "Change...change what?"

"You'll sulk and give me the silent treatment your whole life, and you'll always be quiet and reserved, keeping all your worries to yourself."

A gentle smile spread across his eyes as he held her hand tightly, his tone sincere and touching, "But you talked to me a lot today, and I really like how you're willing to talk to me like this."

Zhizhi has never talked to him as much as she has today.

They have never mentioned their past life.

Nan Zhi lowered her watery eyes, secretly thinking to herself: He was the one who used to complain that she stuttered and spoke too slowly, and told her to talk less.

Thinking about it, she gently withdrew her small hand from his grasp, her face slightly stern, and pointed to the crooked and misaligned stitches on the fabric, saying softly, "You...you embroidered it crookedly."

The large, bony hand holding the silver needles suddenly paused. Jin Si Nian looked up, his usual strong and cold demeanor gone, replaced by a gentle smile. He completely lowered his stance, leaning slightly towards her, his voice tender and coquettish as he softly pleaded, "Zhi Zhi, teach me~"

"No, I won't teach you." Nan Zhi turned her small face away, refusing decisively, her eyebrows and eyes showing a slight awkwardness.

As night fell, after dinner, Jin Si Nian stubbornly stayed in the living room, refusing to leave. He snuggled close to Nan Zhi, who was curled up on the sofa looking at her phone, his cheek pressed against her ear, and whispered in a soft, coaxing tone, "Zhi Zhi, we agreed that you would come home with me tomorrow."

"Today, you asked Grandma to let me stay, so we could be together..."

Before she could finish speaking, Grandma Jin walked over slowly, reached out and pushed away Jin Si Nian, who was clinging to Nan Zhi, and said in a deep voice, "Go away, go away. Xiao Zhi has already promised me that she will stay for a while."

"Go back by yourself if you want, don't bother her."

The old man raised his hand, leaning on his cane, and feigned anger, shooed the person away: "Get out! Get out! Get out!"

"You go to Jinlong Bay three times a day and stick to Xiaozhi all the time. Don't you get tired of it? Xiaozhi is getting fed up with you."

Jin Si Nian remained firmly planted on the sofa, not moving an inch, and looked at the girl beside him with a wronged expression: "When did you secretly agree to Grandma's request?"

"I've spent the whole day with you."

"You...you left this afternoon...when you left," Nan Zhi answered truthfully in a low voice.

Jin Si Nian reached out and gently pinched her soft cheek, chuckling with a mix of anger and helplessness: "You've learned to do things behind my back."

"If I'm not going back, I'm not going back," he said, looking up at Grandma Jin. "I want to stay here too."

Grandma Jin immediately and sternly refused: "No way!"

Jin Si Nian's brows furrowed, and she pouted, pouting as she demanded, "You won't even let us live separately or sleep in the same room? Are you even my real grandmother?"

Grandma Jin saw through his filthy thoughts at a glance, her eyes filled with understanding yet helplessness.

That kid is vicious. If we let him stay overnight at Jinlong Bay, he'll definitely sneak into Nanzhi's bedroom in the middle of the night and climb into bed with him.

She gave a curt reply: "There are no rooms available in the courtyard."

"Stop bothering Xiaozhi. She's pregnant now, so you should sleep separately and not harm the baby."

Jin Si Nian chuckled instantly, raising an eyebrow to expose her: "Grandma, Jinlong Bay is such a large mansion, with dozens of empty guest rooms. You're telling me there aren't any rooms?"

"Changxi, take some men and send the second young master out." Grandma Jin was too lazy to argue and directly ordered the servants.

Jin Nian raised his hands in surrender, stood up, and compromised: "Fine, I'll come again tomorrow."

"You're not allowed to come tomorrow." Grandma's attitude was firm, and her face was grim.

Jin Nian was not annoyed and readily conceded, "Then come the day after tomorrow."

The old man's face grew increasingly tense, looking as displeased as if he had lost a bet at mahjong, and he refused to utter a word.

Seeing this, Jin Si Nian simply pulled Nan Zhi to a corner of the corridor, away from his grandmother, and lowered his voice to plead for help, his eyes full of grievance: "Zhi Zhi, we clearly agreed to go home tomorrow."

"You're spending time with Grandma and neglecting me? I need you to be with me too."

Nan Zhi lowered her eyes and replied in a soft, earnest voice, "Grandma is old and needs companionship more than you do."

"I need it more, and the two babies in my belly also need their biological father's company," Jin Si Nian said firmly, not giving an inch.

The two children will definitely miss their father...

"Grandma is much older than you, and needs it more than you do," Nan Zhi stubbornly insisted on her reasoning.

Kings choked for a moment, then blurted out, "Well, I'm older than you too!"

Nan Zhi looked up at him and blurted out a blunt retort in a soft voice: "Oh, then, then you smell like an old person."

Upon hearing that light, old-fashioned remark, Jin Si Nian's ears instantly turned red, his handsome face stiffened, and he retorted anxiously and embarrassedly, "I... I don't smell at all."

"It doesn't smell like an old person's breath!"

He showers every day, how could he possibly smell?

Besides, what exactly is the "old person smell"?

Nan Zhi looked up at him, who was angry, and said calmly, "Yes, you said you're older than me."

He was rendered speechless by her retort, his fists clenched in anger. Feigning arrogance, he turned and strode out, his tone childishly defiant: "Fine, I won't stay! Who cares!"

Having uttered those harsh words, he turned back towards the villa, his voice resolute: "I'll be back tomorrow, you just wait!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the car engine roared to life outside the courtyard, and the car sped away from Jinlong Bay.

Grandma Jin's gaze was indifferent. She immediately turned to the servants and instructed, "Changxi, lock the manor gates first thing tomorrow morning and do not let the second young master in."

Nan Zhi's heart softened, and she quickly and softly dissuaded him, "Grandma, if he... won't he..."

"Don't worry, with me here, he won't cause any trouble." Grandma Jin gently patted her shoulder, soothing her softly. "Just stay here and rest peacefully for the next few days, and don't think about anything."

"Grandma will take you out tomorrow to buy some maternity clothes and baby supplies."

Nan Zhi nodded gently, said nothing more, and slowly went upstairs to her bedroom to rest.

Closing the door, the room was quiet, and all the chaotic thoughts of the past few days rushed into my mind.

She leaned against the headboard, her fingertips gently stroking her swollen belly, her brow furrowed, her mind filled with turmoil and confusion.

My mind has been in a mess these past two days. On one hand, I feel that getting a marriage certificate with Jin Si Nian was too impulsive.

Another issue is the children; Jin Si Nian and his grandmother seem to value these two very much.

Does that mean she can entrust her child to Kings Nian with peace of mind?

But I can't bear to part with it...

Nan Zhi lowered her eyes, her fingertips gently stroking her lower abdomen, her voice soft and murmuring, her eyes filled with fear and trepidation: "If... if Grandma knew... that I had kept everything a secret and had recklessly gotten pregnant with two babies, and that I was taking the children back with me, she would definitely be terrified."

I had just slept into the soft bedding and closed my eyes slightly when a sudden warmth enveloped me, and I was instantly enveloped in a broad and warm embrace.

A pair of large, well-defined hands precisely encircled her slender waist, holding her firmly in his arms.

The man's coat, carrying the cool scent of the night breeze, clung to her back. His deep, languid voice whispered in her ear, tinged with a smug, knowing smile.

"You think you can escape by hiding here with Grandma?"

"Nan Zhi, even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will still hold you while I sleep."

He tightened his grip, his nose brushing against the top of her soft hair, and said firmly and stubbornly, "Husbands and wives cannot sleep in separate rooms or live apart. This is tradition, don't you understand!"