Originally, Su Yuncheng wanted to confess to Lin Nianhe yesterday.
But Lin Nianhe was too busy yesterday, and he never found the right opportunity.
He thought, saying it today wouldn't be too late.
"So, what you're trying to tell me is—"
"In the two months I was away—"
"You, created, four, branch, schools?"
The last time Lin Nianhe was this shocked was when she found out she had just traveled through time.
Did she leave for two months?
Not two years, right?
Two months, 61 days. He managed to establish four branch schools, recruit enough teachers, and the enrollment was proceeding smoothly.
This was the first time she heard of setting up schools like a blitzkrieg!
Su Yuncheng seriously corrected her wording: "Nianhe, they weren't just conjured up."
"But I can't think of a more reasonable explanation than magic tricks."
Lin Nianhe, with wide eyes, circled around Su Yuncheng again and again: "Mr. Su, how many more surprises do you have that I don't know about?"
