Chi Yun'er rubbed her face and sighed softly. "Where did you two get the idea I was unhappy?"
"If anything, I'm overjoyed, alright?"
As she spoke, she slapped the signed and red-stamped application form down on the table.
Mr. Chi and Mrs. Chi exchanged a glance, then stepped forward to take a look.
They recognized all the words, but when pieced together, the meaning was hard to grasp.
"Honey, are my old eyes failing me? I need my glasses." Mr. Chi pulled his spectacles from his pocket, put them on, and kept reading. The words hadn't changed.
Mrs. Chi clutched her chest. "Oh, this child. It's not a holiday or any special occasion. Who are you trying to give a heart attack?"
If her work unit had recommended her for university, Mr. Chi would have been the first to know. Since he hadn't heard a single thing, that theory didn't hold up. Besides, the General Hospital could typically only recommend someone for Kyoto Medical College!
