"Lack of money?"
Liu Zhiya and Zhao Han exchanged a glance and saw surprise in each other's eyes.
In their impression, university professors, especially esteemed experts like Zhang Qiming, should have a lucrative income.
"Related to his son? Lack of money? Those two claims seem drastically different."
Zhao Han spoke first, furrowing her brow into a knot, "Senior brother, didn't you inquire more?"
Xu Yongrui shook his head helplessly, "I wanted to, but Professor Zhang has always kept tight-lipped about family matters. Even those in the lab are hesitant to ask, and who can say if any of this family stuff is true or not."
"However, during that period, Professor Zhang indeed seemed often distracted, even zoning out in the lab to the point of nearly causing an accident." He added.
Liu Zhiya rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought.
