Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
It was as if everything was obsolete to Huangfu Xuanye; nothing could pique his interest.
He looked into the distance, and people could see the rebellious teenager in his eyes.
Huangfu Heng felt awkward when his son did not move.
"I'm really sorry, my son is kind of shy and cold," Huangfu Heng quickly explained. "I tried but failed to change his attitude. I hope you can forgive him."
But the truth was, Huangfu Xuanye used to be a boy filled with life. But ever since his mother passed away and his father married his step-mother, he had changed a lot.
He became cold and alone.
"No worries! I actually admire his personality," Helian Qingyu smiled.
Huangfu Heng led Helian Qingyu down the hallway and said, "But it's driving me crazy. He's like a brick. He only lives in his own world and does not care about anything else. I'm really worried."
"Is he always like this? What changed him?"