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

Under Nan Zhi's pressure, Jin Si Nian finally called his older brother Jin Si Wen and arranged a time to go back and see their mother.

He didn't let Zhizhi come; it was better that she didn't come so he wouldn't have to suffer.

When Kings arrived at the old house alone, Mrs. King was sitting in the living room drinking tea.

Seeing him enter alone, a fleeting, almost imperceptible look of disappointment crossed her eyes, and she asked in a questioning tone, "Where's Nan Zhi? Why didn't she come with you?"

Jin Si Nian sat down on the sofa with a relaxed and composed demeanor, replying neither servile nor arrogant, "I didn't ask her to come."

"It breaks my heart to see you suffer and have to put up with your bad attitude when I come here."

Mrs. Jin was speechless after hearing his words, her face turning pale and then red.

Ever since she learned that Nan Zhi was pregnant with twins, she had already tacitly agreed to the marriage. She had deliberately toned down her sharp edges and her attitude towards Nan Zhi had softened considerably. She believed that she had never intentionally made things difficult for him.

Unexpectedly, in her son's eyes, she was still a mean mother-in-law who would make her daughter-in-law suffer.

A moment later, Kingsman also came in, carrying a strong class smell. His brows and eyes were tired and tense, and his face was frighteningly cold and stern. His aura made it seem as if everyone owed him millions.

On the contrary, Kingsman was in high spirits. As soon as he sat down, he asked, "When are you going back to work?"

Jin Si Nian leaned back on the sofa, feigning indifference and saying, "Brother, isn't it good that you're in charge of the company?"

"You know my family situation; Zhizhi can't live without me now."

Kingswin silently thought to himself, "You've got it backwards, haven't you?"

"I remember your sister-in-law seemed quite cold towards you."

Jin Nian retorted, "That was before. Now, Zhi Zhi is always clinging to me."

"Brother, she's pregnant now, and you'll soon have two adorable little nieces. You know how sensitive pregnant women are, so I have to stay with her."

Kingsman rubbed his temples, resignedly saying, "I bought some supplements for my sister-in-law and a few outfits for my niece. They're in my car; remember to pick them up when you get back."

"Brother, you really are my brother." Jin Si Nian was originally thinking about whether he should cry and play the victim.

"Come on, I have a favor to ask you," Kingsman said, getting down to business. "Vincent contacted me saying that he had some information about the car accident years ago and found Old Liu, the driver Dad used to hire."

Upon hearing this, Jin Si Nian's smile vanished instantly, his expression turning grave as he leaned forward: "Found it? Then the truth behind that car accident back then..."

Kingsman gestured for him to calm down: "Don't rush, Old Liu's gone mad."

"The person is no longer conscious and is in a daze all day, unable to clearly explain what exactly happened back then."

"He has been living in seclusion in Qingshui Village for years, cutting off all contact with everyone."

"I want you to go to Qingshui Village in person to question him."

After the incident, Lao Liu hid in a rural village and never contacted his family.

Jin Si Nian was somewhat reluctant: "Ah, you want me to go? Brother, can't you go?"

He's leaving again, and this time it's happening again.

Zhizhi is five months pregnant now, and he doesn't want to go.

"Brother, you know my pregnant wife is very sensitive right now and can't be left alone. Why don't you find someone to help you out, and I'll go to the company to cover for you for a couple of days?"

Kingsman was speechless, giving his brother, who was a hands-off manager, a cold look.

What a good brother of his! He clearly handed the company over to him back then, but now he's just dumping it back on him while he wants to enjoy his life.

It makes me angry just looking at it.

"Sure," Kingsman said calmly, presenting a choice, "but the company is undergoing restructuring recently, and I'll be going on a long business trip in a while."

"You have two choices: either go to Qingshui Village for three days of fieldwork now, or take a business trip for almost half a month."

"You choose for yourself!"

Upon hearing this, Jin Si Nian asked, "Brother, can't we go to Qingshui Village to find the person first, and then go on our business trip?"

He knew his suggestion was ridiculous, but he didn't want to choose either option. He was going on a business trip for half a month, and when he came back it would be the New Year, and his little belly was already six months big.

Kingswin's temples throbbed at the suggestion, his eyes instantly turning cold as he gritted his teeth and warned, "Don't make me hit you. Choose one."

Jin Si Nian gritted his teeth and resigned himself to his fate, making his choice: "I... I choose to go to Qingshui Village."

Compared to a long-distance business trip that involves being away from home for half a month and missing out on spending time with your child during pregnancy, a three-day short-distance field trip is the best solution.

"When do we leave?"

Kingsman's expression softened slightly, and he nodded in satisfaction: "No rush, this will take a couple of days."

"Go back and tell your sister-in-law, after all, she's pregnant."

After saying that, he stood up, patted Jin Si Nian on the shoulder, and turned to leave.

Jin Nian quickly followed, saying, "Sigh, then I'll go with you."

Just as the two took a step, Madam Jin came out of the kitchen carrying the last dish, quickly stepped forward to stop them, and her eyes held a barely perceptible expectation: "Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Stay and have dinner before you go."

Without the slightest hesitation, Jin Si Nian shook his head gently but firmly: "No, Mom. Zhi Zhi is still waiting for me to come home for dinner. I'm worried about leaving her alone."

Kingsman, standing to the side, also declined lightly: "No, I have too much backlog at the company, and I need to go back and deal with it."

Mrs. Jin stood still, looking at the large table full of carefully prepared dishes, both meat and vegetables, all for her to eat alone!

Ruoxue was sent abroad by the old lady, leaving her all alone...

*

7 PM, Mo's House.

Wen Nuan is the assistant to the secretary of the president of the Mo Group, and also a single mother.

She has to work overtime again tonight and won't have time to pick up her daughter Bao'er from kindergarten, so she can only ask her neighbor, Dr. Lin, to pick up the child and take care of her on her way home.

"Assistant Wen, President Mo wants you to go to his office on the top floor!"

A colleague's voice interrupted Wen Nuan's work of checking the reports.

Her fingertips paused, a strange surprise creeping into her heart.

Mr. Mo usually contacts his secretary directly, so why would he suddenly come to see her?

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Warmly, she raised her hand to smooth out the wrinkles in her business suit jacket, tidied the stray hairs by her ears, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door to the top-floor CEO's office.

Facing the man sitting behind his desk, she instinctively tensed up, her tone reserved and nervous: "Mr. Mo, you wanted to see me?"

Sitting in the spacious leather chair, Mo Xuanze raised his hand to push up his gold-rimmed glasses. His cool and aloof features were covered with a faint sense of detachment, and his deep voice slowly rang out: "Miss Wen."

"Yes," Wen Nuan replied immediately.

"Don't be nervous, it's not related to your work."

Wen Nuan suddenly opened her eyes wide, and alarm bells instantly went off in her heart.

The night was deep and quiet, and the CEO summoned her alone late at night, but they didn't discuss business...

Her mind went blank for a moment, and she blurted out in a panic, "Mr. Mo, I have a daughter, and I still have to support her..."

Mo Xuanze paused slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his narrow eyes, before his tone turned colder: "What nonsense are you thinking?"

"I will not ask you to do anything against your principles."

Wen Nuan's cheeks instantly flushed red, and she awkwardly tugged at the corners of her mouth: "Ah...no, that's not what I meant..."

Mo Xuanze shook his head helplessly, rubbed his throbbing temples to relieve the oppressive feeling, and stated his purpose directly: "It's like this."

"I accidentally lost the painted stone you gave to my brother a couple of days ago."

"I heard you have excellent hand-drawing skills, and I'd like to ask you to redraw a few identical ones for him."

"Huh?" Wen Nuan was completely stunned. It was just a stone. Couldn't she have just picked any stone and drawn on it?

"To be honest," Mo Xuanze said, a clear headache showing between his brows, his tone revealing a barely perceptible helplessness, "my younger brother, Mo Xuanbai, is angry with me about this and hasn't spoken to me for several days."

Xuanbai doesn't want the stones painted by others, so there's nothing else he can do.

Warmly replied, "Hi, it's nothing, it's nothing."

As long as it's not an unspoken rule, it's fine.