My Hubby Can't Stop Pampering Me Novel

Lu Weixi meticulously tallies the days—another ten logged this month, far surpassing the five-day arrangement they settled on five years ago. The contract is clear: fifty thousand monthly, and his presence at home is stipulated. Overtime requires compensation. Qin Zhiyi's response is characteristically casual, a knowing smile crossing his face. Calculating payments seems needlessly complicated. Why not simplify everything with a lifelong vow instead?