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

Hearing footsteps, Nan Zhi looked up, thinking it was Jin Si Nian going to sell fried dough sticks, but instead saw Pei Jing Zhi carrying a first-aid kit into the living room.

She froze on the spot, a look of surprise on her face, and whispered, "Jingzhi, you... why are you here?"

She quickly realized that he must have come for a follow-up appointment with Grandpa Pei Qin.

Pei Jingzhi put down the medicine box in his hand, subconsciously looked around, and seeing that no one was paying attention, gently pulled Nan Zhi to a secluded corner, lowered his voice, and asked with urgency and seriousness, "A-Zhi, I'm asking you, did you and Jin Si Nian get your marriage certificate?"

Nan Zhi's fingertips trembled slightly as she nodded gently and stammered out the truth: "A few days ago, I went for a prenatal checkup, and he saw me."

She gently stroked her lower abdomen, her eyes filled with helplessness: "He knows I'm pregnant."

Actually, it was going to be hard to keep it a secret all along.

Pei Jingzhi frowned deeply, his tone full of disappointment: "Even so, you shouldn't have impulsively registered your marriage with him!"

He stared intently into her clear eyes, pressing her for an answer, word by word: "Azhi, tell me the truth, have you fallen for Jin Si Nian?"

"Are you completely in love with him and don't want to leave him at all?"

"Think carefully about the Jin family's situation. Consider how Mrs. Jin has always been dissatisfied with you and has many grievances. You're entangled in complicated family feuds. It's far too hasty and impulsive for you to register your marriage with him!"

As the questions rained down on her, Nan Zhi's heart tightened, and she frantically shook her head, denying it: "No, no."

"I just want to give the baby in my belly a complete and healthy home."

Pei Jingzhi gently pressed his hands on her shoulders, his gaze sincere yet stubborn, and blurted out, "Then don't look for him, you can look for me!"

As long as she is willing, even before the children are born, he will treat the two little ones as his own and protect her for the rest of her life.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a warm meat bun suddenly flew through the air and landed squarely on Pei Jingzhi's cheek.

Jin Si Nian, exuding a murderous aura, strode into the living room with a gloomy face. His eyes blazed with intense jealousy and rage, and his voice was violent and piercing: "Pei Jingzhi, you're utterly shameless!"

"So eager to be my child's stepfather?"

"I'm still alive and well, what right do you have to dream about this?"

Did he hear every single word Pei Jingzhi and Zhizhi said just now?

He stared intently at Pei Jingzhi's hand on Nan Zhi's shoulder, took a step forward, raised his hand, and forcefully flung it away with utmost disgust, shielding Nan Zhi behind him.

Kings was very unhappy at that moment!

Undeterred by his anger, Pei Jingzhi raised his eyes to meet his icy gaze, meeting his sharp retort without yielding an inch: "What do you mean, your child? Whoever you think is the father of the child is the father of the child."

"Don't bring up blood ties. Even married couples can divorce, so can biological fathers and sons sever ties!"

Every word and phrase precisely hit Jin Si's most taboo and painful weak spot.

A chill ran through Jin Si Nian's eyes as he gritted his teeth and declared in a deep voice, "No matter what, Zhi Zhi and I are a legally married couple. She is my wife, and the child is my own flesh and blood. It's none of your business to covet her!"

Pei Jingzhi smiled faintly, his eyes filled with unwavering determination, and his tone, though light, was incredibly hurtful: "I'll wait until you become my ex-husband!"

Jin Si Nian's anger surged. He stepped forward, grabbed Pei Jingzhi by the collar, raised his fist high as if about to strike, and growled through gritted teeth, "You are utterly shameless!"

They're snatching people right up to their doorstep.

"Kingsyear!"

Nan Zhi hurriedly grabbed his raised wrist, staring at him angrily with wide eyes, her voice trembling with urgency, "No, you're not allowed to hit me."

Pei Qin followed Grandma Jin into the inner room to take her pulse and ask her questions. Only the three of them remained in the hall, and the two of them started arguing without any restraint.

Jin Si Nian's chest heaved, filled with grievance and resentment. In the end, he angrily released his grip on the collar, flung Pei Jingzhi away, and turned to walk aside, sulking silently.

In Zhizhi's heart, Pei Jingzhi was always more important, even though he was the one whose wife and children were coveted and who suffered injustice.

Pei Jingzhi not only has his eyes on his child, but also wants to take his place as the child's father, and the child is even protecting him!

Seeing that the conflict had been temporarily quelled, Nan Zhi breathed a long sigh of relief. If that punch had landed earlier, there would have been no way to end things today.

She turned to look at Pei Jingzhi, her voice soft and apologetic: "Jing, Brother Jingzhi, I know you mean well, but I can't be a burden to you."

Pei Jingzhi's brows were full of helplessness: "How can this be considered a burden? Azhi, how come you still don't understand my feelings?"

He wanted to say a few more words of advice when footsteps came from inside the room, and Grandma Jin and Pei Qin came out.

Pei Qin's gaze fell on Nan Zhi, and he gently beckoned her: "Girl, come here, let me take your pulse."

Nan Zhi obediently walked forward and sat down, gently placing her wrist on the pulse pillow.

Pei Qin took her pulse for a moment with her fingertips, then slowly said, "The fetal energy is stable, so you can stop taking the pregnancy-stabilizing medication. From now on, just go to the hospital for regular prenatal checkups on time."

Upon hearing this, Grandma Jin leaned forward and asked curiously, "Dr. Pei, everyone says that you traditional Chinese medicine doctors can determine the sex of a fetus by taking its pulse. Is that true?"

Pei Qin glanced at her, then teased, feigning seriousness, "What, do you actually favor boys over girls?"

Grandma Jin quickly shook her head, her eyes full of expectant smiles: "No, that's not it."

"I was thinking that my granddaughter-in-law is pregnant with twins. If they are a boy and a girl, one son and one daughter would make a perfect family, which would be an immense blessing."

Pei Qin narrowed her eyes slightly: "Whether it's good or bad, it's a blessing for your Jin family."

After saying that, he turned to look at Pei Jingzhi, who was still reluctant to leave: "Jingzhi, let's go."

Pei Jingzhi's gaze remained fixed on Nan Zhi, his eyes holding unspoken words, as if he wanted to offer a few more words of advice.

But Jin Si Nian beside him had a wary and fierce look in his eyes, staring at him intently, as if he would pounce on him and bite him at any moment!

Once the grandfather and grandson left, the living room became completely quiet.

Grandma Jin looked at the two people, whose atmosphere was stiff and who were inexplicably awkward, and her gaze fell on Jin Si Nian. She asked in confusion, "How did you get in?"

"I specifically told Changxi not to let you in today."

Jin Si Nian raised his hand and shook the bag of breakfast that was almost cold, replying in a sullen and aggrieved tone, "They climbed over the wall to get in."

"I'm bringing you fried dough sticks for your pregnant little one."

Nan Zhi froze instantly, her mouth slightly agape, a sudden panic gripping her heart.

Didn't I say we'd eat it discreetly...?

Grandma Jin was both amused and exasperated upon hearing this. Seeing his sullen expression, she stopped scolding him and said gently, "Alright, alright, I'll give it to you then."

"Fried foods like fried dough sticks are fine to satisfy your cravings occasionally, but you shouldn't eat them often because they don't have much nutritional value."

Nan Zhi nodded obediently in response.

After Grandma turned and left, only the two of them remained in the large living room.

Jin Si Nian sat alone in the corner of the sofa, head down and silent. His aura was frighteningly low, and he exuded a low pressure that said, "I am wronged and I am unhappy."

Nan Zhi stood timidly to the side, looking at his gloomy and silent appearance, not daring to provoke him.

After a long silence, she finally broke it by clutching the hem of her clothes and speaking softly, "I...I haven't...eaten breakfast yet."

Jin Si Nian stiffened slightly, remained silent for several seconds, and then spoke in a muffled, hoarse voice, his tone still carrying lingering jealousy and awkwardness: "The steamed buns were smashed by Pei Jing Zhi, and they're all gone."

"Only fried dough sticks and fried dumplings are left."

His movements as he handed things over were awkward...