"I got accepted, Uncle, I'm so happy."
As she spoke, Su Tian hugged him tightly.
During this period, Qiao Yaoran didn't not want to know what major she had applied for, but he thought she would eventually tell him, so he just kept waiting.
"Let me see your acceptance letter."
Su Tian hurriedly handed the letter over with both hands.
Qiao Yaoran glanced at it; it was Hai University's School of Foreign Languages, but she had chosen...
"Latin?"
Su Tian nodded: "I heard that English, American, Italian, French, German, and other languages originate from Latin, so I chose it. This way, when I study other languages, it might be easier."
That indeed is a good approach, but...
"Is this what you like?"
"Yeah, thinking it over, I actually quite like languages; even if I might not necessarily become a translator, I can use it to help expand overseas business."
Qiao Yaoran kept looking at her.
"What is it?"
Su Tian, feeling a bit strange being stared at, asked in return.
