Nightfall - Chapter 1065 - The National Master’s Array

Lin Jie, a transmigrator, is the owner of a bookstore in another world.

Lu Weixi did the math in the morning. “Including today, you’ve been back a total of 10 days this month. We agreed when we got married five years ago that you’ll give me 50,000 a month, and that you’ll come home five days a month. You’ve exceeded that number. That’ll be additional.”

Qin Zhiyi curls his lips. “It’s too much of a hassle that way. How about we make it a lifelong deal?”

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