In order to prevent Fang Cheng from worrying about funding issues, she quietly fronted a significant amount of startup capital, intended to purchase a complete set of top-notch security systems and servers.
Despite being busy, she didn't feel tired at all.
On the contrary, every time she thought of that man's gaze as he stood on the rooftop terrace overlooking the harbor, a continuous surge of motivation flooded her heart.
Since he harbored such grand ideals, vowing to become a lighthouse piercing the darkness and illuminating the world.
Then she was willing to be the one silently adding oil to the lamp, doing her utmost to help him build this lighthouse more sturdily and radiantly.
"Ding."
The toaster lightly sounded, the slices of bread popped up, golden and crisp.
Lin Chuqiao carried her breakfast to the balcony and sat on the rattan chair, sipping a rich black coffee.
Looking at the gradually awakening city beneath her, a serene smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.
