Steadily carrying Leslie, Calix brought her to the entryway where Logan placed the wheelchair. They purposely brought the indoor one to be used in the Xu family's ancestral home.
Old Madam Xu silently followed from behind after gesturing at the staff to disperse, leaving only Butler Gu and her personal maid. Her eyes fell on the back of Calix's head as he lowered Leslie to the wheelchair.
Well, wasn't his movement ever so gracefully?
Old Madam Xu was satisfied seeing how carefully her grandson treated her granddaughter-in-law. From his relaxed countenance, it seemed like he was used to this little task.
"Charlene, please make yourself at home," Old Madam Xu spoke to Leslie once she stood in front of the latter, her wrinkly face beaming with a smile, "If you need anything, just tell Grandma, en?"
