But, she really couldn't manage to be a loving elder, showing various kinds of affection and care towards Su Muxue.
She was polite yet distant, even somewhat cold.
Of course, the reason He Sitian had such an attitude wasn't solely because of her personality.
What was more important was that she was less than ten years older than Su Muxue, and the prospect of living under one roof with a sixteen or seventeen-year-old was daunting, to say the least, let alone having to act as a loving, amiable elder.
Tsk tsk, He Sitian thought, I'm still a little princess myself, really not cut out for taking care of someone else's child.
He Sitian's attitude towards Su Muxue was neither warm nor distant, a greeting upon seeing each other, a procedural inquiry about how life was going, if there was a need for money, and then, there was no more.
Just now, after finishing her homework in her room on the second floor, Su Muxue had heard noises downstairs and came down, waiting in the living room.
