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

The day before Jinssian left, he made a list to explain everything about Zhizhi.

The man spoke earnestly and clearly, not daring to leave anything out: "Grandma, when no one is watching over her at night, Zhizhi always stays up very late with her phone."

"You must remind her to put down her phone and rest on time before going to bed."

"She has to eat three meals a day on time, and she gets hungry most easily between 8 and 10 p.m.

"I've already told Aunt Qing to warm up the bird's nest in advance. If she still craves it, you can cook her noodles."

"She only eats handmade shredded pork noodles; she won't eat machine-made ones."

"I rolled out the dough in advance, divided it into portions, and froze it in the refrigerator. It only has a shelf life of two days. If it's not finished after two days, I'll just throw it away. It's spoiled and I can't let her eat it."

"Keep a close eye on her to prevent her from secretly eating instant noodles."

"I've put away all her puffed snacks and instant food, but I still have to keep an eye on her so she can sneak out to buy them herself."

"Remember to apply stretch mark oil to her every night before bed, as stretch marks are prone to appear on the belly, and she will become upset and upset if she gets stretch marks."

Jin Si Nian rambled on and on, going on and on in great detail, until Liu Xinlan's brows furrowed in frustration as she listened.

Nan Zhi, who was standing nearby, felt her cheeks burning and hurriedly rushed over to cover his mouth with her hand. Her ears turned red and she stammered, "No, you're not allowed to say that anymore!"

"I'm not as delicate as you say..."

Jin Nian looked up at her, his fingers gripping the list, and said in a deep, serious voice, "I'm not finished yet."

He gently pulled away her small hand that was covering her mouth and continued to instruct Liu Xinlan: "Zhizhi has a prenatal yoga class the day after tomorrow. Please ask Grandma to accompany her."

As he spoke, he placed the special pink thermos in front of Liu Xinlan and specifically instructed, "This is her water cup. I will have Uncle Wang drive you there on time. Remember to fill it with warm water before you leave and remind her to drink plenty of water on the way and in class."

"If I can get back within three days, you only need to accompany her to this one class."

"If she misses it, she has another class on Friday. I'll send her reminders regularly in case she forgets because of her poor memory."

Nan Zhi gripped his wrist, her little face puffed out in protest, and she whispered in protest, "I...I remember!"

"My memory isn't that bad."

She's already five months pregnant, she's not a three-year-old child, why would she need someone to arrange and remind her of every little detail?

I don't need my Zihan anymore...

Jin Si Nian gently cupped her soft little hand in his, looked down at her, and said in a confident, soft voice, "I have to make this clear, it's not like everyone says pregnancy makes you stupid for three years."

Nan Zhi immediately pouted in dissatisfaction and lightly punched his arm: "You...you're the stupid one!"

Jin Si Nian picked up his pen and added a note at the end of the list, then folded the paper into two copies: "All the things I instructed are written here. Grandma, take one copy, and Aunt Qing, keep one copy for reference."

"During the days I was away from home, I refused to see anyone who came looking for me."

"If Zhizhi wants to go out, you should accompany her the whole time and not let her go out alone."

If we let her run out, she might just end up eating at that food stall.

Liu Xinlan held the densely packed list, understanding everything in her heart.

After spending so much time together, she accepted her grandson-in-law.

Details don't lie!

Nan Zhi stood aside, secretly deflated.

She originally thought her grandmother was on her side, but it turned out she was on Jinsinian's side. Now there were two more people in the house watching over and controlling her.

At night, the bedroom lights are soft and warm.

After taking a shower, Nan Zhi sat on the headboard wrapped in a loose nightgown, holding a bottle of pregnancy oil between her fingers, obediently waiting for Jin Si Nian to come and apply it to her.

The man was bending down to organize his suitcase, and while she wasn't looking, he quietly folded a few of her underwear and stuffed them into the bottom of the suitcase.

Nan Zhi caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of her eye, and her cheeks instantly burned. She asked hesitantly in a low voice, "You... how many days are you going to be gone?"

This is the fifth time she has asked this question repeatedly today.

Jinsin closed the suitcase lid, turned to look at her, and said in a gentle but firm tone, "No more than a week."

"Even if things aren't finished, I will definitely return on the seventh day to be with you."

He walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out to pull her into his arms. His warm palms gently rested on her pregnant belly, and he whispered, "I know you can't bear to part with me, so don't be stubborn."

Nan Zhi's ears turned red, and she gently pushed his chest away with her small hands, stubbornly denying, "N-no, I didn't..."

"A week? Is it really that long?"

Jin Si Nian nodded, his expression becoming more serious: "Old Liu was my father's personal driver back then, and the truth about the car accident is most likely hidden in him."

"Unfortunately, he is mentally unstable and disoriented. I brought a psychiatrist to evaluate him; it would be best if treatment could elicit his memories."

"If it cannot be eradicated, the truth of what happened back then may never be found."

Maybe that's just fate!

Nan Zhi lowered her eyes, her fingertips unconsciously twisting the hem of her pajamas, her voice barely audible as she mumbled, "Can...can you...come back quickly?"

The breath was so light that it was almost inaudible in the quiet air.

"What?" Jin Nian leaned closer, but couldn't hear her whisper.

Nan Zhi immediately pursed her lips and shut her mouth, turning her head away and refusing to repeat herself.

The man helplessly tightened his embrace, his tone tinged with grievance and resentment: "It's all my fault. I told him long ago that you're pregnant, I can't leave home, and I don't want to go on business trips, but he insisted I go."

But this time it involved our father, and my older brother couldn't leave, so I had to ask him to make the trip.

When he handed the entire group over to his elder brother, he wanted to completely relinquish control and focus on accompanying Nan Zhi during her pregnancy.

Nan Zhi's heart softened at his coaxing, and she stopped worrying about parting. She put the pregnancy oil in her hand into his palm and whispered coquettishly, "Then, you put it on for me."

Jin Si Nian took the glass bottle, unscrewed the cap, rubbed the essential oil between his palms to warm it, and expertly lifted the hem of her nightgown to apply the oil: "Hmm, when have I not personally applied it for you?"

After applying the oil, Jin Si Nian gently patted her round pregnant belly with his palm, and in a very soft voice, he whispered to the two little ones in her womb, "Be a good boy and stay with Mommy. Be quiet and don't bother Mommy."

Nan Zhi leaned lazily against the headboard, the warm light falling on her lowered eyelashes, making her eyes appear slightly melancholic.

She just didn't want Kings to go, but she couldn't bring herself to say it.

Speaking out makes it clear that she's immature and selfish.

The man beside her leaned closer, his warm breath brushing against her neck. His once docile hand slowly roamed over her neck, his voice low and husky, full of lingering tenderness: "Zhizhi, I'm leaving first thing tomorrow morning."

His fingertips gently caressed the skin of her waist, his eyes filled with restrained desire and reluctance: "Today, could we...?"