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

Nan Zhi gave a muffled hum, slumped her shoulders, and said defiantly, "I... I won't go then."

Jin Si Nian's slow, deliberate voice, tinged with a certain possessiveness, came from the car stereo: "I'll be watching you anytime, anywhere, so don't even think about slacking off."

The call ended abruptly after he finished speaking.

Uncle Wang had no choice but to obediently send Nan Zhi back home.

As night fell, the living room became quiet, as Grandma and Aunt Qing had already gone back to their room to rest.

Nan Zhi sat alone on the bed in the bedroom, clutching the bottle of pregnancy oil in her hand.

Usually, Jin Nian would carefully apply the ointment for her, but since he wasn't here today, she had to do it herself.

She gently lifted her loose nightgown, lowered her head to carefully examine her protruding belly, and lightly rubbed her skin with her fingertips.

Fortunately, her skin was smooth and delicate, without a single line appearing, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as I was gently massaging the essential oil in, my phone suddenly rang, and Jin Si Nian's name appeared on the screen.

Nan Zhi continued working, slowly applying the oil to her lower abdomen, wiping the remaining essential oil from her palms, before leisurely pressing the answer button.

"What are you doing? Why haven't you answered the phone for so long?" Jin Si Nian's deep voice came through the receiver.

"Apply...apply pregnancy oil," Nan Zhi whispered.

Why didn't you ask your grandma to come and help you?

"No, I didn't call her." Nan Zhi casually put the oil on the bedside table, wiped her hands clean, and leaned against the headboard.

There was a pause on the other end of the line, then the man suggested softly, "Zhizhi, how about we turn on the video? Let me see you."

"No, don't." Nan Zhi refused without thinking, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Jin Si Nian was standing on the open-air balcony of the guesthouse. The evening breeze was slightly cool. He held an unlit cigarette between his fingers, not touching it, just casually holding it.

He didn't pressure her, but repeatedly reminded her, "Don't forget your prenatal yoga class tomorrow. Grandma will be with you, so don't skip it."

"Okay," Nan Zhi replied perfunctorily.

After a few seconds of silence on the phone, he softly asked, his tone filled with expectation, "Have you missed me?"

Nan Zhi pursed her lips, stubbornly replying, "No, no."

The girl's feigned indifference came from the other end of the line. Kings gave a soft scoff, his voice tinged with barely concealed grievance: "You really didn't miss me at all?"

Before she could respond, he frankly revealed his longing, his deep voice carried into the microphone by the evening breeze: "But I miss you so much, I can't sleep at night."

Nan Zhi's ears burned instantly, her heart was in turmoil, and she dared not continue talking to him. She hurriedly mumbled, "I...I want to sleep."

The voice just fell,

"Sigh..." Before Jin Si Nian could say another word, she pressed the hang-up button.

beep--

The piercing sound of the wire snapping abruptly cut off all conversation.

Jin Si Nian held his phone in mid-air, his words stuck in his throat, only a cold busy tone echoing in his ears.

He slowly lowered his hand, placed his phone on the stone platform of the balcony, gently stroking the dark, off screen with his fingertips, staring at it with a deep look in his eyes, lost in thought for a long time.

Before he could finish speaking, Zhizhi hung up the phone.

She didn't say whether she missed him or not.

Hmph, naughty child!

Jin Si Nian flicked a lighter between his fingers and lit a cigarette with a click. The pale white smoke slowly dissipated. Then he made a video call to Nan Zhi.

The call was answered after only two rings. On the screen, Nan Zhi was huddled between the blankets, pulling the thin quilt over most of her face, leaving only her wet eyes showing.

The bedroom ceiling light was shining brightly, and the clock on the wall was just past eight o'clock; there was no sign of anyone wanting to fall asleep.

Jin Si Nian saw right through her and understood immediately. This girl clearly intended to hide under the covers and play on her phone, and had deliberately hung up on him to appease him.

He doesn't watch over Zhizhi, and Zhizhi goes wild with fun!

"What..." Nan Zhi's tone was muffled, with a hint of dissatisfaction at being disturbed, even though she had just told him she wanted to rest.

Jin Si Nian stood on the balcony of the guesthouse, the evening breeze ruffling his clothes. He gently flicked a bit of cigarette ash from his fingertips, his tone carrying an unyielding stubbornness: "Don't hang up on me."

"I...I really...want to sleep." Nan Zhi shrank further under the covers.

"You're lying," Jin Sinian said calmly, exposing her lie. "If you really wanted to sleep, why would you have the main light on?"

"I told you, you're not allowed to hang up tonight."

Nan Zhi frowned slightly, completely puzzled: "Why?"

The man's gaze in the video was both gentle and obsessive, fixed on her figure through the screen, as he explained earnestly in a low voice, "I need to watch over you so you don't play on your phone instead of going to sleep."

"N-no, I'm going to sleep right away," Nan Zhi retorted softly, then simply closed her eyes tightly and pretended to be fast asleep.

Jin Si Nian casually stubbed out his cigarette, lay down on the bed in the guesthouse, and looked at the little girl in the video who was pretending to be asleep with her eyes closed. He chuckled softly and teased her, "Is Zhi Zhi asleep?"

……

Nan Zhi remained motionless, refusing to make the slightest sound.

"Are you really asleep?"

There has still been no response.

"Going to bed so early, I'll hang up now..." He had already figured out her thoughts, so he simply took out another phone and played the pre-saved hanging-up audio.

"beep--"

A short, sharp sound of the wire breaking rang out.

Nan Zhi thought the call had ended, so she immediately opened her eyes, a smug smile on her lips, and reached for her phone on the pillow to pass the time.

But when she looked up, she saw Jin Si Nian staring at her intently on the screen with a smile on his face.

Her smile froze instantly, and she pouted, looking aggrieved. "Why...why didn't you hang up?"

He deliberately lied to her!

"If I hung up, how would I catch you secretly trying to play on your phone?" Jin Si Nian said with a hint of knowingness. "I knew you weren't that well-behaved."

Nan Zhi argued with a long face, "It's only eight o'clock now, I can't sleep at all, what's wrong with playing for a while?"

The man on the other end of the screen gently suppressed his smile and seriously set the rules: "You can play, but you can't play until very late. You must turn off the lights and rest at nine o'clock, and the call can't be interrupted."

"I won't bother you anymore, I'm going to take a shower first."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned to the side, opened his suitcase, and rummaged through it for pajamas. He then casually laid out the little dress that he had secretly brought with him on the pillow, and gently pinched the hem of the dress and smelled it.

It's alright, it has a childish feel to it...

He then turned and went into the bathroom.

The bathroom door closed gently. Jin Si Nian silently complained to himself, "This little ungrateful brat, he only cares about throwing a tantrum at me, and he didn't ask me a single question about whether his place was safe or whether he had eaten properly during the day."