Time flies, and December is upon us.
The weather is getting colder, and the branches are bare, resembling a fifty-year-old man's bald head, stripped of its last semblance of dignity.
Since being with An Nuannuan, the day-to-day life of the couple hadn't changed much.
Of course, compared to the past, they would cuddle and embrace when they had nothing else to do.
And now, it had evolved into frequent hugs and kisses.
When someone has just tasted sweetness, they tend to become particularly addicted.
Xu Musen had been busy visiting various universities lately, having secured agreements with four or five, spread out in various locations around Hu Hai.
An Nuannuan's grandparents had put quite a bit of investment money, capitalizing on the marketing strategy of timing and information disparity.
Xu Musen had already begun expanding on a large scale, securing his territory first.
Now with a relatively mature operational approach, it was all about copying and pasting the model.