Ten changes in my marriage

Continuing with the update:
The next morning, I was woken up by a phone call around 8 a.m. I had some errands to run in the suburbs. After a quick wash, I saw my wife was still sound asleep, so I didn't wake her.
After a drive of over an hour, just as I was about to reach my destination, my wife suddenly called, asking where I was. I jokingly said I was going to find you a safe place to stay! At this point, my wife asked me very seriously: "Honey, have you thought it through? If not, is it still not too late?" I paused for a few seconds and said, "Honey, I have. Think about it carefully. Since we had this idea, hasn't our relationship improved a lot? We don't argue anymore." My wife smiled sweetly and said, "Okay." (Actually, my wife knew that we hadn't argued in the past two years and that we loved each other even more, which is why she smiled happily.) "Then I need to change the conditions you promised me before: 1. When I say I'll stop, I mean it, and I won't mention it again.
2. You can't look at my phone or chat history, and you can't use my phone to reply to messages randomly.
3. We can't disturb this boy's studies." Are these the conditions?
I said, "Yes, so how are you going to change?"
My wife said, "First: I say stop, and I mean it, and you can't mention it again." That's unchanged.
Second: You can look through my phone and chat history, but you can't use my phone to reply to random messages. (This change was unexpected; it's something a wife should do, not hiding anything from her husband. Since we'd already discussed it beforehand, there was nothing to hide.) Third: We can't disturb this boy's studies. That's also unchanged. I continued the conversation: "What about what you promised me?"
My wife said: "You'll have to change that too."
I said: "So how are you going to change that?"
My wife said: "Didn't you say these things before:
1. When we go out to have sex, we must stay in a hotel, and we can't have sex in the car.
2. We must shower before having sex.
3. We must use a condom, and I can't ejaculate inside you.
4. You can't give him oral sex; only he can give you oral sex.
5. You can't anally penetrate, because I haven't done it yet."
I said, "Yes, so how else are you going to change?"
My wife said: "I can only promise you the following: 1. I won't give him oral sex." Second: I won't let him penetrate my anus. Third: We might not always use condoms during sex, but I'll prevent him from ejaculating inside me. Before that, I'll take him to the hospital for a full physical exam. When my wife said this, I thought, these three points are things I can't see. How would I know what actually happens? Even if he ejaculates inside, my wife has an IUD, so she won't get pregnant. Then the person on the other end of the phone continued: "If you agree to these points, continue looking for your place outside. If you can't agree, come back, and we'll return to a normal life." What I never expected was that my wife would be so serious this time. Of course, I readily agreed (maybe this is the kind of answer a cuckold would want to hear, so I readily agreed). Then I asked my wife with a smile: "What kind of house do you want?" My wife smiled and replied, "Anything is fine. I trust my husband's judgment." I said: "Okay, I'll go look for a house for you now." My wife playfully cursed on the other end of the phone, "You pervert, I have to get up. I'm not talking to you anymore. Remember to drive carefully. I'll wait for you to come home for dinner tonight." After saying that, I hung up the phone. At that moment, I was thinking that I should hurry up and finish what I needed to do so I could go look for an apartment.
It was past 2 PM before I knew it, and I'd finished my business. I figured it was early to go home, and my wife had agreed. Since it was this time, I decided to help her find a place. I drove around the area and spotted a newly built housing development. I parked and headed to find a real estate agency, but couldn't find one. After asking around, I finally found a small agency inside the complex. The security guard stopped me at the gate, but after asking several questions, he finally let me in. My first impression was that the area was quite safe. Once inside, I went in and inquired. The person there explained carefully that this was resettlement housing, mostly inhabited by people from the same village. Some residents had been allocated several apartments and rented them out because they didn't live in them all. Hearing this, I readily asked if anyone had apartments for rent and asked to show me some, preferably on a higher floor. The agent looked at his book and said, "We have two apartments on higher floors, one small and one large." He asked how many people would be living there, and I said my wife and I would prefer the small one. He then found the keys and... I went to see the apartment. Walking around the complex, it didn't look like a resettlement house at all; it was even prettier than many other complexes. The landscaping was excellent, and the cleanliness was good. The apartment was on the 26th floor. When I arrived and the agent opened the door, I took a look around. The agent explained it carefully: it had two bedrooms, a kitchen, a bathroom, and a living room. Although the decoration was very ordinary, the furniture was all new. It seemed like no one had lived there since the renovation. However, the rent was a bit high—1600 yuan a month, including a parking space on the basement level with direct elevator access to the 26th floor. I could go and see the bedrooms. I glanced around and thought it was alright. The apartment was only about 60 square meters, but that was enough. Besides, it was in the suburbs, and I didn't know anyone there. Even if someone saw me, I could just say I bought a place here and wasn't planning to live there right now, so I rented it out to collect rent. That made sense. The agent asked me what I thought, and I said it was fine. I readily agreed, went downstairs to pay the deposit, discussed the rental details, and then left. After all, I had promised my wife I'd come home for dinner, and I wanted to tell her the good news about finding the apartment.

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