As Ethan Lu drove himself to his appointment for the day, silence soon went along with the chillness of the inbound breeze of the air conditioner. He didn't avert his gaze away from the road yet, whatever emotions he showed to the Yang family— the remnants of it slowly dissipated.
It was as if every passing meter, Mr. lover boy slowly hid in the deepest pit of his heart and only a blank masquerade remained. Pictures of Lexi's smirks, Frederick Yang's dignified front, and Lillian Yang's gentle giggles flashed across his head which made his face more stoic than ever.
He had no family to protect aside from them. After all, his biological family and immediate family members weren't deserving of any affections. If any, the emotion he had towards them was wariness.
"Not good..." Ethan Lu blankly murmured as he recalled his progress inside the Lu family.