You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

Chen Yuan swallowed the last mouthful of noodles, put down the porcelain bowl, and looked at her tenderly: "This is the most delicious bowl of noodles I've ever eaten in my life."

A hoarse voice echoed through the restaurant, bathed in the soft morning light.

It has a slightly rough feel, as if it's been overwhelmed by the high salt content.

To Shen Wanzhou, it was more deafening than any sweet words of love in the world.

She sat blankly across the long table.

The moisture in her eyes could no longer be held back, turning into large teardrops that rolled down her cheeks.

It splashed onto her flour-covered clothes, leaving tiny watermarks.

She haphazardly wiped her face with the back of her hand.

As a result, the white powder on his face became even more smudged, making him look like a child who had done something wrong and had been forgiven.

Chen Yuan stood up and grabbed a tissue from the table.

I walked around the large solid wood dining table and went to her side.

Rough fingertips gently wiped away the tear stains on her cheeks through a soft tissue.

"Why are you crying? I ate it all."

He looked down at her, his eyes overflowing with indulgence.

Shen Wanzhou sniffed, her nose stinging.

Two delicate white fingers gripped the edge of his trench coat.

She leaned her head against his strong waist.

Listening to the steady, powerful heartbeat in the man's chest.

The hole in my heart that had been leaking air for years was completely filled by this bowl of salty and bitter porridge.

The early spring sunlight outside the window shines through the branches of the plane trees.

The silhouettes of the two people overlapped on the carpet.

At the same time, at Jianghai Central Hospital.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of Lysol.

The stark white light from the incandescent bulbs shone on the walls of the single-occupancy hospital room, creating a deathly and oppressive atmosphere.

Lin Qinghan lay flat on the hospital bed like a soulless mummy.

Thick white gauze was wrapped around his neck, with a faint trace of dark red blood seeping out.

Those were marks left by Gu Ziang with a switchblade.

The cramping pain in my stomach came in waves, like a blunt, serrated knife cutting through my flesh.

She stared blankly at the ceiling with empty eyes.

My mind is filled with the mud and stench from the unfinished building and alleyway last night.

That was the most terrifying nightmare she had ever experienced in her life.

The business empire that once held her in the highest esteem has now turned into a handful of ashes that she can't grasp.

Click.

The door to the ward was pushed open from the outside.

Former CTO Zhang Wei walked in with huge dark circles under his eyes and unsteady steps.

His suit was wrinkled like dried sauerkraut, and his hair was greasy and matted.

He was clutching a heavy file folder tightly in his hand.

"President Lin."

Zhang Wei's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't drunk water for days.

He walked to the bedside and threw the document bag onto the metal bedside table.

It made a muffled "snap" sound.

Lin Qinghan's eyes moved stiffly for a moment before her gaze fell on the brown paper bag.

His dry, chapped lips parted slightly.

The movement aggravated the wound on her neck, causing her to gasp in pain.

"What is this...?"

Her voice was so weak it was like a mosquito's hum, and it was filled with heavy breathing.

"Bankruptcy Liquidation Closure Report"

Zhang Wei pulled over a plastic stool, sat down dejectedly, and ran his hands into his messy hair.

"The court officials sealed off the building completely this morning."

"All our assets and equipment have been frozen and auctioned off."

Lin Qinghan closed her eyes, squeezing out two bitter tears of despair from the corners of her eyes.

"Then... what about the underlying code? Is that abyss on the dark web still silent?"

She still clung to even the slightest glimmer of hope.

Zhang Wei suddenly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes staring intently at her.

His eyes held an indescribable resentment and mockery.

"Lin Qinghan, are you still hoping the abyss will save you?"

He chuckled and pulled a stack of A4 papers covered with densely printed codes from the file bag.

It was thrown directly onto Lin Qinghan's blanket.

"To find out exactly how the Abyss drained our core data in just one minute."

"I scraped together the last bit of my severance pay and hired top-notch tracking experts from the dark web black market."

"Although they couldn't pinpoint the abyss's exact location, they recovered the data cache from the moment the server was hacked."

Zhang Wei pointed to the special characters and instructions marked in red on the paper.

My fingers were trembling uncontrollably.

"Do you know what the experts say?"

"This practice of bundling encryption algorithms and anti-tracking together is not common commercial code."

"This is a strong form of personally coded fingerprint!"

Lin Qinghan's breath hitched for a moment, and a wave of acid reflux rose in her stomach.

"What exactly are you trying to say...?"

Zhang Wei suddenly stood up and yanked the blanket off Lin Qinghan.

"Still don't understand! The experts followed this coding style and compared it to our company's original core architecture library!"

"The way Abyss operates is 100% identical to that of the mysterious mastermind who helped us write this architecture!"

"They even have the exact same habit of using obscure Latin letters in variable names!"

Lin Qinghan's pupils suddenly contracted.

It was as if a bolt of lightning had cleaved through the fog in my mind.

Back when the company was just starting out, the system crashed every few days.

Chen Yuan locked himself in the study of the villa, typing away on the keyboard day and night.

She brought in the coffee then.

On Chen Yuan's computer screen, there were also densely packed, incomprehensible, and obscure letters.

Zhang Wei stared at her face, which was gradually losing its color, and gritted his teeth.

"Experts extracted the initial IP address at the moment of the Abyss invasion."

"Although it went through countless spoofing steps, the earliest source pointed to a civilian broadband address."

"That address is the villa in your name located in the wealthy area of ​​Jianghai City!"

"That's the room where Chen Yuan used to live!"

boom--

A deafening explosion erupted in Lin Qinghan's mind.

At this moment, all the clues fit together perfectly.

Why did the company's firewall crash instantly the day Chen Yuan left?

Why did the abyss on the dark web coldly reject her $100 million bounty?

Why is Chen Yuan able to drive an expensive supercar and become the behind-the-scenes boss of Star Venture Capital?

It turns out there were no overseas aids hired at great expense.

It turns out that the Lin Group was an indestructible business empire.

Chen Yuan typed it all out with his bare hands!

She had always thought Chen Yuan was a useless person who only knew how to do laundry and cook and lived off her charity.

Little did they know that for the past five years, they had been riding on the neck of a giant dragon, lording it over everyone.

And yet, she was smitten by a liar who was also in debt to loan sharks.

He personally drove this god out of his home.

My heart felt as if it were being crushed by an invisible giant hand, and my blood flowed back into my limbs and bones.

The intense feeling of suffocation made her open her mouth wide and swallow large gulps of air.

But it did not alleviate the pain in the slightest.

Tears streamed down her pale face like a burst dam.

His hands trembled as if he had been electrocuted as he grabbed the papers of code from the blanket.

The fingernails made a harsh scratching sound on the paper.

She crumpled the white paper into a ball, then desperately unfolded it.

The report slipped from Lin Qinghan's trembling fingers. She clutched her hair tightly, letting out a heart-wrenching scream: "It was him... he wrote it all! I actually drove away a god with my own hands!"