Huang Pingguo yearned for familial affection. Having been a neglected child in the past, he deeply hoped to earn his family's attention. These past few days, his family's constant concern and the satisfaction in his parents' eyes had made him lose himself.
However, he listened to Zhuang Datou more. Growing up, the time he spent with Zhuang Datou was arguably longer than what he spent with his own family. He knew better than anyone that although he and Zhuang Datou were not blood brothers, they were closer than real ones. Others might harm him, but Zhuang Datou never would.
He would repay his parents for raising him, and he had already given them quite a lot. In the future, he just needed to do his part.
