The Young Marshal’s Spoiling Wife Strategy

Duan Weilin looked at those henpecked men mockingly and said,""If I go home, the woman will bring water to wash her feet. If I don’t return, she won’t be able to sleep at night. When he was happy, he could pamper her like a noble cat. When he was unhappy, she was just a vase in the living room.”

The adjutant beside him couldn’t stand it anymore and whispered into Duan Weilin’s ear,""Major, can we not brag? Madam said that Young Marshal had to be home by 10 o’clock.”

"What time is it now?"

"It’s already 10:30."

Duan Weilin looked helplessly at the adjutant.

"I’ve already prepared a cushion for the young marshal. I guarantee that it won’t hurt for the young marshal to kneel on it."”