Help! The Young Master Prince Coaxes and Kisses Her Every Night, but Won't Stop

【Bright, energetic heroine who knows how to land a rich man VS a prince with vertigo, sweet romance, healing, both leads chaste】 Qiao Yumo transmigrated into a book! She became a country girl from a remote mountain village, as well as the prince's wicked ex-girlfriend. No need to panic: as long as she latched onto a powerful patron, even a country bumpkin could make a comeback. - The prince went into the mountains and “kidnapped” a lovely young woman on his way back. He claimed he had hired a housekeeper. What kind of sane person goes deep into the mountains to find a housekeeper? Boss, you're a terrible liar! Later, people noticed that wherever he went, he took his little housekeeper along, never letting her out of his sight. At mealtime, the little housekeeper said, “I won't eat unless someone peels my shrimp.” The prince peeled them himself and fed them to her. At bedtime, the little housekeeper said, “I can't sleep unless I count money every day.” The prince had a ton of cash delivered that very night and piled it beside her bed, letting her count until her hands went numb. On her birthday, the little housekeeper said, “What's the point of making a wish if it won't come true?” The prince asked what she had wished for, but she wouldn't tell him. He secretly read her diary and found this: I hope eight hundred handsome soldiers come charging into my bed, with a different hottie every day. The intensely possessive man instantly changed his expression. He put on a different outfit and appeared before her again. “Wife, is this more fun?” Huh? Why has my boss started getting into cosplay? And why is he calling me his wife? - Qiao Yumo couldn't stand all the scheming in the big city anymore (she'd made enough money), so she packed up and prepared to leave. “I'm done. The city is full of tricks. I'm going back to the village.” Lin Zhan stopped her. “I'll give you a new job. Title: CEO's wife. Benefits: You can have me at your disposal for the rest of your life.” Qiao Yumo finally caught on. “Do I still have to wash your feet?” Lin Zhan pressed her against the wall and coaxed her in a low voice. “This time, I'll wash yours, for the rest of our lives.”