"Why did she contact you?"
Li Peifeng glanced at the screen, still feeling anxious. He switched from chatting with Zhao Qingge to the writing software, feeling much more at ease.
"What's up? Are you busy? If you are, I can call you later."
"It's fine, no worries, I'm writing a book. Go ahead!"
Yu Huizhi laughed, "Oh, it's just that Teacher Zhao called me today, asked about our family situation. It sounds like your transfer to a PhD is pretty much certain?"
"Ah, maybe, possibly."
"That's good then."
Yu Huizhi said with relief, "Study well, write your book well. If you want to pursue a PhD, go ahead. Anyway, we don't have to pay for your tuition."
Li Peifeng rolled his eyes, "So what exactly did she say to you in the call?"
Yu Huizhi wasn't sure either, "It seemed like Professor Zhao was subtly probing our family's financial situation, checking if we could support your PhD and if we had any financial pressure."
Li Peifeng breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, that's all she said?"
