Duan Weilin looked at those henpecked men mockingly and said: "If I go home and a woman brings water to wash her feet, she will not be able to sleep at night if I don't come back. When she is happy, she can be pampered like a precious cat. When she is unhappy, she is just a vase in the living room, just leave it there."
The adjutant beside him couldn't stand listening and said in Duan Weilin's ear: "Young Marshal, can we stop bragging? My wife said that the Young Marshal must go home at 10 o'clock."
"What time is it now?"
"It's already half past ten."
Duan Weilin looked at the adjutant helplessly.
The adjutant said clearly: "My subordinates have prepared soft mats for the Young Marshal to ensure that the Young Marshal will not feel any pain when he kneels on them."
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
