Liu Piaopiao pushed open the glass door of the office and walked out. She was the product director of the Yuanverse and was used to making waves in the virtual world. She stared at Ling Lingqi's broad back, and her heart skipped a beat.
She took a deep breath, her voice sounding like typing code on a keyboard: "Ling Lingqi, do you know that in this era of digital twins everywhere, only the wrench in your hand has temperature. I'm fed up with those nihilistic modeling, I want a real fulcrum. I like you, and I want you to be the only operating logic in my real life. If you are willing, I am willing to open all my permissions to you and never set up a firewall."
Idea: If you can't even understand the soap bubbles in the car wash water, how can you possibly understand my heart?