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

Luck is not a simple concept.

It can be pure luck, where one party gets a favor from fate that brings them together.

It could also be that, due to various coincidences, they were brought together perhaps because of fate or because of human factors.

Xu Muyu doesn’t believe that there are so many favors of fate in the world, nor do there exist so many deviations of fate in the world.

In other words, in his eyes, "luck" in this world is just another way of saying it's man-made.

Wan Chuncao had just picked up a cookie and hadn't torn it open yet. When she heard Xu Muyu's words, she turned around and looked at him sincerely: "You are really, very detailed."

The details were so detailed that she could even hear what her mother said.

Xu Muyu stared at her without saying anything.

Wan Chuncao still smiled and tore open the biscuit package: "Well, I really didn't expect you to ask that."

"But I don't believe this myself. Maybe you will think I'm lying if I tell you."

She pointed at herself and then at Xu Muyu: "Maybe the two of us are really lucky and destined."

Xu Muyu saw that there was indeed no falseness in her eyes.

He waited for her to continue.

"It's nothing, actually. You may not believe it if I tell you. I myself don't believe it's such a coincidence."

Wan Chuncao still found that incident quite strange. She began to recall, "Actually, it all started with your stepmother. I don't know what went wrong with her brain. She suddenly told her family to find a country girl for you to marry."

Xu Muyu really didn't know about this. He didn't even know that Yu Xiu had this idea. After all, he didn't even care who the object was.

"Your stepmother has been a rich lady in the city for too long. She thinks that the countryside is still the same as it was before. She thinks that the country girls nowadays all have big faces, are tanned, have two thick braids, and speak in a rude dialect. They are rustic and rough."

Wan Chuncao knew what Yu Xiu was thinking: "She just has something against you, so she wants to find a country girl like this to be your match."

"But she doesn't think about it. Girls nowadays are all educated. As long as they are not from poor mountainous areas, who would have such a rustic girl thinking she could act on TV?"

"Besides, the countryside is no longer full of those hard-working farmers on TV. They have long used machinery, driven cars, and built small buildings. The places they live in are more comfortable than shared housing in the city."

She waved her hands: "It's just that I'm not down to earth, so I use my previous perceptions to look at country people."

It's not just Yu Xiu. Too many well-fed city dwellers still think that the countryside will remain unchanged. The countryside they assume is still the poverty of the last century when the whole family could not get enough food and had to eat only one steamed bun.

"In fact, this situation does exist, but since everyone started to have enough food, unless there are individual cases such as illness or laziness in the family, everyone's life has gradually improved."

Guan Chuncao's own family is an example: "If I said I didn't have enough food when I was a child, you might believe me, but decades later, the world has developed."

"Girls have long been too reserved to be noble. Which girl would be willing to marry you?"

When Yu Xiu's family first told others about it, those who had daughters in their families were a little interested, after all, Xu Muyu was a city dweller.

But when people heard that he was in a wheelchair, his father didn't love him and his mother was not around, and that the only money he had was an old villa worth some money, who would be willing to marry their daughter to him and let him suffer?

"Girls nowadays don't have to worry about getting married. Those who want to get married have already married. The conditions they find themselves are better than yours."

Wan Chuncao didn't lie to him at all: "I'm not trying to hit you, but those aunts and grandmas who saw your photo said you were a gigolo and that you were useless except for this face, so they didn't want you to be that good."

He was despised, and it was those aunts who despised him. Xu Muyu paused, and he couldn't tell what he felt.

"Later, we picked and chose. Those who were married, those who were engaged, those who had partners, and those who were studying abroad. After careful selection, only our family and the sister next door were left."

Wan Chuncao said, "Actually, the sister next door is a good match for you. She is a few years older than you and very tolerant. She is pretty, but she doesn't want to get married so she has lived at home for a few years. She doesn't like to go out either. She likes to hold a mobile phone every day and immerse herself in her world like you. In short, she is a good match for you in every way."

She fits Yu Xiu's requirements very well. She is older than Xu Muyu, a little arrogant, ignores everyone she sees, and hates getting along with people. She wears loose hair, big shorts and flip-flops all day long, sleeps until noon every day, has only one meal a day, and hides in her room while playing with her phone in the air conditioner during meals. She is completely arrogant.

In the eyes of outsiders, she has a weird personality.

In the eyes of her family, they were in a hurry to marry her off.

In Yu Xiu's eyes, she is the same kind of person as Xu Muyu, and they should be trapped in the same swamp.

So Yu Xiu and their family hit it off and came with their things that day.

"Our house is next to my sister's. To go to their house, you have to pass by our house first."

"Besides, my mom and your stepmom were classmates in elementary school, and my sister's mom happened to come to our house to chat, so your stepmom came to our house and sat down first."

Wan Chuncao really spoke the truth: "The two women kept talking about you, and my mother kept rolling her eyes beside them."

"My mother doesn't look down on you."

She comforted Xu Muyu a little: "My mother just doesn't like your stepmother. She thinks your stepmother is too impatient and is eager to make a decision without even meeting her."

In fact, Yu Xiu had a very smooth chat with her neighbors and they hit it off right away.

After the two chatted for a while, they had agreed on everything, including the bride price and dowry, when to meet before the wedding, whose house to live in after the wedding, whether to have children after the marriage, and how many children to have. Everything was agreed upon.

The neighbor's aunt also got up and went back to look for her daughter. One could hear that her daughter was getting ready to come down and meet Yu Xiu after being persuaded by her mother.

"Then I came back from feeding the pigs."

Guan Chuncao pointed at herself and said, "I'm back from the pigpen."

Just one last step was needed, the sister next door went out, and Wan Chuncao came back.

As soon as she came back, Yu Xiu stood up - Wan Chuncao was the country girl she was looking for.

She had dark skin, a big face, two thick braids, and wore a colorful old shirt. She smelled like pigs. She smacked her lips and turned her head to spit on the ground, shouting in a hoarse voice, "Mom, our pigs have given birth!"

Wan Chuncao herself didn't expect Yu Xiu to be so talkative: "I was just happy at the time and called my mom like the ones on TV. I wasn't spitting, I was spitting out the weeds in my mouth. Who knew that I would be favored by your stepmother?"

It was really just one step away. The neighbor's sister had already walked in. Yu Xiu took Wan Chuncao's hand and asked her if she wanted to marry Xu Muyu and give him a dowry of 300,000 yuan.

To everyone's surprise, the marriage happened.

It was really just luck.

Wan Chuncao thought about it and said in amazement: "You were just one step away from marrying someone else, but I didn't expect it to be me in the end. What a trick of fate."

Fate?

That's a really good story.

The story might be somewhat magical, Xu Muyu might really believe what she said, or maybe it was really fate that brought them together.

But, is this story really flawless and perfect?

Not to mention what the neighbors thought, how did Wan Chuncao's mother go from initially refusing to agreeing?

What about Wan Chuncao? What about herself? She has the right to refuse, doesn't she?

Why marry him, marry someone like him?

Xu Muyu stared into her eyes, trying to find a flaw in her eyes: "So, why did you marry me?"

After Xu Muyu asked, Wan Chuncao stopped.

His words are true.

Yes, that's right, she has the right and reason to refuse.

Why should she marry him? Shouldn't she have someone more suitable?

So why?

"why?"

Wan Chuncao put down the biscuits, folded her arms, tilted her head, raised her eyebrows, smiled evilly, and stared at Xu Muyu, looking down his face directly.

The frivolous gaze slowly moved down from his forehead, his eyes, his nose, and his lips.

His eyes traced his Adam's apple, passed through his collarbone, across his chest, and fell to his lower abdomen, and then to his lower body.

Xu Muyu still didn't understand her sudden change, but he inexplicably felt that her eyebrows were too frivolous and her eyes were too burning.

It was as if the gaze that lingered on him left little sparks wherever it passed, burning one after another, especially since her gaze was now focused on his... lower body.

He subconsciously put the bag of socks back on his legs and didn't dare to look her in the eye.

Wan Chuncao's gaze stayed on his lower body for a long time, until she was sure that the bag of socks would not be taken away, then her eyes slowly returned to him.

The half-smiling eyes were like a pair of invisible hands, lifting his shirt, stroking his chest, touching his collarbone, touching his neck, and finally staying on his face, his entire face.

Her eyes were greedily, insatiably, and undisguisedly fixed on his face: "Hmph..."