Leng Yixiu handed the bouquet to Lin Yixun under the watchful eyes of everyone, and with a gentle smile, he said, "From now on, whatever you say goes."
This simple phrase of affection made the crowd cheer.
"Looks like our Boss Leng has got himself a new identity," one person laughed.
"What identity?" another person asked.
"Henpecked husband, didn't you hear what he just said? Whatever Miss Shi says goes. Looks like she'll be the boss of this house from now on."
Leng Yixiu didn't mind at all; he was more than willing to be this 'henpecked husband.'
"Did you hear that? They're all saying I've become a henpecked husband," Leng Yixiu whispered in Lin Yixun's ear.
"If you don't want to be one, I won't force you."
The man gazed deeply at her and said softly, "I would love to be your henpecked husband."
Lin Yixun rolled her eyes at him, "How did you become so slick with words? This isn't like you."
