If you want a husband, you have to fight for it.

Xu Muyu pushed his wheelchair in front of the sofa and Wan Chuncao. He asked her, "What happened to your foot?"

"Husband? Why are you here? Have you finished washing the dishes?"

Seeing Xu Muyu coming, Wan Chuncao immediately grabbed a pillow to cover her feet: "No, that, that's not the case."

Seeing the suspicious foot blocking and the dried blood stains in her shoes beside the sofa, Xu Muyu frowned and looked at her again, asking again: "What's wrong with your foot?"

When Xu Muyu asked for the first time, Wan Chuncao just covered it up.

When Xu Muyu asked again, she was willing to tell him.

Wan Chuncao looked at Xu Muyu, her mouth gradually deflated, her nose sniffed, and she raised her head and cried out: "Wuwuwuhu, husband, my feet hurt so much..."

"I'm not doing it again, oooooooo it hurts!"

Her sudden cry caught Xu Muyu off guard. He wanted to ask her again, but he couldn't. He also saw that her heels were rubbed raw after the pillow was moved away.

He frowned again: "What's wrong with your foot?"

Her heels are all rubbed and bleeding. What is she doing?

"Wow, wow, wow, I was wrong. I will never wear shoes that don't fit again..."

Wan Chuncao cried very loudly, tears coming out: "Last time I went to the market with Aunt Liu and bought a pair of new shoes. Today when I was working, I wanted to wear them, so I wore them. As a result, my feet were rubbed raw. It really hurts!"

Tears fell from her face one by one. It was really painful. Xu Muyu looked at her and pushed the wheelchair closer. He said, "Why don't you change it?"

Why do you insist on wearing ill-fitting shoes that rub your heels until they are broken, and you refuse to change them? Now you are crying because of the pain.

"If I change it, people will know that my feet are bigger... Wait... Husband, what are you doing?"

Wan Chuncao wiped her tears with the back of her hand. When she saw Xu Muyu take away the pillow and pull up her feet, she was so scared that she stopped crying temporarily: "Don't hold my feet!"

Xu Muyu pulled her ankle: "Let me see."

"Don't look at it, don't look at it, it's just feet, you have feet too, just look at your own!"

Wan Chuncao forgot to cry and hid back: "I look at my own, you look at yours, don't look at mine."

If she moved backwards again, her injured heel would hit the sofa again, and her skin would be scratched again. Xu Muyu's face darkened and he grabbed her ankle with force, not allowing her to move: "Don't move."

"husband……"

Seeing Xu Muyu's face gloomy and serious, Wan Chuncao didn't dare to move. She looked at Xu Muyu pulling up her ankle, so domineering and handsome.

She sniffed and raised her head, crying sadly: "What should I do? The handsome guy touched my feet. How could he touch my feet for such a thing? I am so sad. I don't want to do that again!"

Xu Muyu grabbed Wan Chuncao's ankle, lifted it slightly, and saw the wound on her heel.

A piece of skin was broken, and the shoes were stained with blood from rubbing them back and forth. Fortunately, the injury was not that serious and it can be treated with some treatment.

Seeing the wound, which was fortunately not serious, and hearing her crying, he couldn't help but laugh: "Then why do you have to wear shoes that don't fit?"

Wan Chuncao didn't want to either, she just wanted to try it out: "After all, they are new shoes, so I said I'd try them on, but, but they really don't fit at all."

The shoes were bought by Wan Chuncao and Liu Ma at the market last time, together with Xu Muyu's shoes.

Wan Chuncao's vanity was the cause: "The shoe store owner asked me what size I wore, and Aunt Liu was beside me. Aunt Liu's eyes were so - big, you know, husband, her eyes are on me! Such - big eyes kept staring at me, and I told him I was wearing size 38! Woo woo woo woo, my feet..."

Aunt Liu wouldn't judge people that way. It was obviously her overthinking.

Xu Muyu suppressed his laughter and turned to see the band-aid and disinfectant that Wan Chuncao had placed on the coffee table. He reached out to take them and replied casually, "What size do you wear?"

"3, 39 and a half yards..."

Wan Chuncao felt sad just thinking about it. Why did she have to save face?

Now that her feet are injured, she has to tell Xu Muyu the size of her shoes: "Wuwuwu, I won't do that next time. My feet really hurt. It's just a pair of big feet. Why should I make it wear small shoes, force it, and make it suffer with me, wuwuwu."

Xu Muyu's mouth twitched, he put her foot on his leg, took out disinfectant and sprayed it on the wound: "Indeed."

"Wow, I am such a hypocritical woman."

Seeing Xu Muyu so calmly helping her deal with the wound on her foot, Wan Chuncao felt even sadder: "I, I advised you not to care about the scar on your leg, but I ended up secretly making things difficult for myself. I'm so hypocritical..."

"I was talking about you. Why should I talk about you? Now it's my turn. Woohoo, I am such a vain and hypocritical woman..."

Xu Muyu could hardly hold back his laughter. While waiting for the disinfectant to dry, he pulled up her other foot and sprayed it with disinfectant. He was a little dissatisfied that both of her feet were injured: "Why don't you change into a new pair of shoes?"

Wan Chuncao wiped her tears and said, "You don't understand your husband. He is like Cinderella's crystal slippers. Once you put them on, it's not that easy to take them off."

Xu Muyu didn’t understand, what did this have to do with Cinderella’s crystal shoes?

"I'm like Cinderella's two sisters who cut off their heels and put on the crystal slippers. I finally got the shoes on, so how could I not wear them well?"

This time, she hurt her heel. The tears that Wan Chuncao had just wiped away came out again: "Okay, this time I really became Cinderella's two sisters."

"puff……"

Xu Muyu couldn't hold back any longer and laughed out loud.

After laughing, he quickly stopped laughing, tore off a Band-Aid and put it on Wan Chuncao's heel.

It was such a short laugh that Wan Chuncao was stunned.

Half a minute later, she wiped her tears, lowered her head and moved closer to Xu Muyu: "Did you smile just now, husband?"

Xu Muyu carefully put a band-aid on her wound, but found that one was not enough. He frowned, turned around and picked up a new band-aid and tore it open, without denying: "You can ignore your feet, so why can't others laugh?"

"I can laugh."

Wan Chuncao tried hard to stop crying by sniffing: "Just can you laugh a little harder? I love to see it."

What are you still thinking about at this time?

This time Xu Muyu really laughed helplessly: "Pfft..."

After laughing, the smile on his face had not completely disappeared, he raised his head and said to Wan Chuncao: "Next time, don't do that."

"Um……"

Wan Chuncao sniffed and answered like that, but her eyes were fixed on Xu Muyu. She stretched out her hand to him: "Hubby, you look so beautiful when you smile..."

Xu Muyu saw her hand slowly reaching out to him. Her straightforward eyes made it impossible to dodge. He watched with his own eyes as her hand fell on the side of his face: "You..."

"Honey, can I kiss you?"