Before Mu Chenyan could push his wheelchair inside, someone placed a hand over hers. She turned her face and looked into Xia Zhao's eyes.
"Oh, Zhao is here!" said Grandfather Xiang.
"Hello, Uncle!" greeted Xia Zhao.
"I'll go in first. You guys come slowly," with that Grandfather Xiang operated his wheelchair and entered the corridor leaving these two behind.
Mu Chenyan wanted to follow him but Xia Zhao still held her hand and didn't let go.
"What is it? Let me help him in."
"He doesn't need your help," said Xia Zhao.
Mu Chenyan sighed and looked at him, "What?"
"You don't want to take me to see your godmother."
Mu Chenyan's expression changed, "You heard that?"
"What do you think?" he asked.
"Well, I didn't say I won't take you with me."
"You didn't say you will either. In fact, you plainly avoided the topic. So, Yanzi, would you like to tell me if you're embarrassed by me or something?"
