Francis Johnson laughed, touched his nose and said, "…Professor Lu's achievements in computing can't compare to his high-energy physics. But even if they're a bit inferior, they're beyond our reach. He only competes with himself."
"Yeah, as his daughter, I didn't inherit much of his genius," Lydia Graham said with a sigh.
"So your talent in law, did you inherit it from your mother?" Francis Johnson casually asked.
Lydia Graham uncharacteristically fell silent for a moment before saying, "Yes, I did."
Francis Johnson sensitively noticed Lydia Graham's mood drop and regretted bringing up a sore subject.
Lydia always talked about her father, but never about her mother. It was said that her mother passed away when she was very young.
Even though her life is happy now, with success in both career and family, losing a mother at a young age must be a heavy burden for her to bear.
