The Secret Bank Card: My Poor Husband Is A Secret Millionaire

Synopsis

I had never seen his paycheck card before. We'd been married for five years, and every month he'd transfer 1,500 into my account for living expenses. "Is that enough?" he asked. "Yes," I said. I had always assumed he earned 2,500 a month, giving me 1,500 and keeping only 1,000 for himself. I felt bad seeing him work so hard, so I never spent money frivolously. Today, while going through a drawer in his study, I found a bank card. I checked his account on my phone and discovered he was actually making 60 thousand a month.