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

The names for the two babies have been decided: the older one will be named Jin Qiyan, and the younger one will be named Jin Xuhuai.

On the night of the 100-day celebration, the guests left and night fell.

Jin Si Nian had just finished seeing off a group of relatives and friends when Fu Ting, Shen Yan Chen, and a few others who were waiting at the entrance of the banquet hall stopped him and invited him to a party and drink.

Fu Ting leaned against the doorframe, his tone both helpless and amused: "Let's go on a trip, Sinian. Think about how long it's been since you last got together with your brothers?"

Ever since Nan Zhi became pregnant with twins, Jin Si Nian has turned down all social engagements and gatherings, remained largely silent in the group chat, and never responded to invitations.

The last time we all got together to see him was when we visited him at the postpartum care center on the day his child was born and he became a father of two. Before that, the time had been so long that we couldn't even remember.

Shen Yanchen chimed in, "That's right, I've called you countless times for my new boxing gym, but you haven't come even once."

"I understood that you used to revolve around your sister-in-law in everything, but now that both babies are 100 days old, you need to leave yourself some time to relax."

"Don't worry, the place is spotless, there aren't any girls here, so you don't have to worry about your boyfriend getting jealous or angry."

Jealousy, anger?

Zhizhi seems to have never been jealous or angry.

After several people took turns persuading him, Jin Si Nian's heart was slightly moved, but he dared not make a decision on his own: "I'll go in and ask Zhi Zhi, and I'll go over if she nods."

The nursery was warm and cozy with the constant temperature air conditioning, and Mrs. Jin and Liu Xinlan were skillfully changing the baby's soft new clothes.

Nan Zhi hadn't controlled her strength properly and pulled Xiao Bao's arm. The little guy immediately burst into tears, and it took a long time to calm him down.

She stood quietly to the side, watching, a faint sense of loss rising in her heart.

On her baby's 100th day, this was the first time she had tried to change the baby's clothes by hand. She was clumsy and couldn't be gentle enough. She couldn't even take good care of her own child. She really couldn't be considered a competent mother.

Footsteps sounded, and Jin Si Nian pushed open the door and walked in, quickly stepping forward to gently put his arm around her slender waist: "Why are you here to see these two little ones again? Aren't you tired?"

Nan Zhi slightly broke free from his embrace and muttered softly, "I... I gave birth to him, can't... can't I see him?"

Besides, I'm just here to take a look, how could I be tired?

"Of course you can see them." Jinsinian stroked her back with his fingertips, not forgetting to remind her, "Just don't hug them, I don't like it."

Nan Zhi gave a light snort, a hint of reproach in her eyes: "You, you're even so jealous of your own...child."

Vinegar vat!

Jin Si Nian lowered his head and nuzzled her soft cheek, his tone softening as he tentatively asked, "Zhi Zhi, Fu Ting and the others invited me out for a while. Can I go?"

Nan Zhi didn't object at all, and nodded gently: "Yes, go ahead."

Jin Si Nian's eyes darkened, afraid that she might be upset, and he quickly added, "I don't drink. I just sit and talk to them. It's been too long since I've seen my brothers, and there aren't any other women at the place."

"I-I know." Nan Zhi gently pushed him away, too lazy to give him any more instructions.

Jin Nian grabbed her wrist again, reluctant to leave, and suggested, "Why don't you come sit with me for a while?"

No sooner had she finished speaking than Old Madam Jin raised her cane and lightly tapped the ground in his direction, coldly rebuking, "You still want to take your wife to such a noisy, smoky place?"

"Behave yourself!"

"If you're going to leave, then get out of here!"

Now that Grandma has two great-grandchildren, Jin Si Nian, who used to be the youngest and most favored, has fallen out of favor.

Jin Si Nian reacted quickly, dodging the cane to the side, and hurriedly looked back at Nan Zhi, assuring her repeatedly: "Zhi Zhi, I'm leaving first. I'll definitely be home by 10 o'clock. I'll keep you updated on my whereabouts along the way, and I absolutely won't drink alcohol."

After saying that, he quickly went out to keep his appointment.

The door closed, and the room finally became completely quiet.

The group entered the private room and took their seats. Fu Ting casually picked up a wine bottle and handed a glass of wine to Jin Si Nian.

Young Kings shook his head and declined, "I won't drink."

He still needs to go home and hug Nan Zhi later, and if he reeks of alcohol, Zhi Zhi definitely won't let him get close.

Seeing this, Fu Ting didn't press the matter. Instead, she pushed the fruit plate in front of him and casually brought up business: "Now that your wife has given birth for over 100 days, shouldn't you be back at the company to oversee things?"

Jin Si Nian shook his head again, his attitude very firm: "Not for now. The baby's body hasn't fully recovered yet, and the two babies are too young. I'll stay with them a little longer."

Nowadays, he can't devote any attention to the company's business at all, but fortunately, his older brother, Kingsman, is there to take care of it, and he can entrust all the trivial matters to him.

Fortunately, he has an older brother who can pass the burden to him.

As for the news that his older brother wanted him to go back to work, he wouldn't even look at it or pay any attention to it.

Seeing that he seemed determined not to get involved, Fu Ting stopped talking and changed the subject: "By the way, why didn't Mo Xuanze come?"

"Today is the 100-day celebration for the two little ones. We only sent gifts through a third party; the other party didn't show up at all."

Knowing some of the inside story, Shen Yanchen replied, "I don't know what he's been busy with lately. I ran into him a while ago; he was holding a little girl who looked about three years old, and there was a lady with him."

Fu Ting was taken aback by this and joked, "Goodness, you've kept it a secret for a while. When did you start having a daughter without telling us?"

The word "daughter" floated into his ears, but it felt like a small knife stabbing into Jin Si Nian's heart, and his face instantly darkened.

He was filled with envy, but stubbornly argued, "It's probably some relative's child."

Shen Yanchen immediately shook his head and exposed him: "No, I clearly heard that little girl call him 'Second Dad'."

As she spoke, she remarked with genuine emotion, "He's really lucky; he suddenly has a sweet little daughter."

Jin Nian: It was stolen, absolutely stolen!

Are you saying that Old Mo got a daughter for nothing without doing anything at home?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Why isn't he so lucky?

Fu Ting noticed out of the corner of his eye that Jin Si Nian's face was cold and ugly, and he quickly and frantically gave Shen Yan Chen a look, signaling him to shut up.

Everyone knows that Jin Si Nian longed for a daughter, but his sister-in-law gave birth to two boys. It's not that he didn't like them, but he just couldn't handle the two boys.

Even when I grow up, I'll still be told, "Your pig has eaten up my family's cabbage."

Shen Yanchen kept nagging about how Mo Xuanze had gained a daughter for free, clearly trying to hit his sore spot.

Shen Yanchen then realized he had misspoke and quickly tried to smooth things over, awkwardly saying, "Si Nian, actually, both sons are quite good too."

"Besides, both Da Bao and Xiao Bao are wearing the pink outfits you bought them today, and they look especially well-behaved and cute."

"When they're little, there's no distinction between boys and girls; you can raise them as girls."

Kingsley: "Thank you."

"I feel comforted!"