After the two mothers left, Wang caichun's shoulders slumped and her head hung low, looking defeated.
This made Chu mubei suspect once more that Wang caichun was just messing with him when she said that she liked him during the divorce. In this marriage, if she did not say that she liked him, he would not be able to tell what she liked about him.
If you really liked someone, how could you forget them so easily? but looking at her now, there was no trace of romantic feelings.
"Water," Chu mubei replied indifferently.
Wang caichun turned around to look at the expressionless man before standing up to pour a cup of warm water for Chu mubei.
However, Chu mubei did not take it. Instead, he opened his mouth slightly, signaling for Wang caichun to feed him.
Wang caichun's eyes widened in shock,"what's injured is your leg, not your hand. Don't treat yourself like a cripple, alright?"