It wasn't that simple. Though perhaps not difficult, it still felt like a hassle.
Just thinking about it privately was troublesome enough.
"What are your parents doing at home now?" Sun Dasheng asked, probing for details so he could make arrangements.
"They run a small business. They used to own a restaurant and made quite a bit of money, but they lost a lot because of the pandemic. Now they're operating a small diner. They keep telling me business is good and that I shouldn't worry about tuition or living expenses, but my brother secretly told me that business is actually terrible. He said they work from dawn till dusk for very little money."
"Turns out they've been lying to me."
At this point, Fang Sihan felt a wave of guilt.
