"Grade 12??" Vivian's father looked at his daughter suspiciously and said, "Can you really handle it?? You've only just graduated from Grade 12 yourself."
"It's precisely because I just graduated Grade 12 that Professor Shaw asked me to teach him." Vivian sat up straight, looking proudly at her father and said, "I remember everything from all subjects vividly."
"You better not mislead the kid." Mr. York shook his head and took another sip of tea.
"What are you talking about? Our Vivian managed to rank third in the province during the university admissions process, how could she possibly mislead the kid?" Mrs. York shot a glare at her husband, displeased and said, "Besides, if Professor Shaw believes Vivian can handle it, then she definitely can. No need for you to worry unnecessarily."
After being shot down by his wife, Mr. York immediately fell silent and continued sipping his tea glumly.
