Inside the bedroom, a desk lamp cast a soft light, and next to the lamp was a glittering sunflower with a chunky little bee resting on it. Under the gentle illumination, the bee and sunflower both gave off a faint golden glow.
This was the sunflower Lu Lingche had given her. Because it was so beautiful and exactly to Qiao Yin's taste, she couldn't bear to hide it in a cabinet and instead placed it on her desk.
After all, no one would think it was made of pure gold. Even if someone saw it, they would probably think it was just gold-plated.
However, Qiao Yin was too preoccupied to look at it, as she was sitting in front of her computer, intently restoring a video.
She received the message from Lu Lingche on the hacker network at noon, and she had gone straight home without even going to the hospital, working tirelessly to restore the video for him.
She had guessed the purpose of the video and knew how desperately Lu Lingche wanted a clear copy.