Ex-wife becomes the world's number one hacker

At 6:00 AM on May 1st, at the Beijing Airport Office Building.

On the tarmac, a sleek white Bombardier Global Express is parked in its designated spot, and ground crew are conducting final checks.

Qin Heming sat leisurely in the VIP lounge, drinking coffee.

Lin Xiyue stood at the door of the lounge, constantly looking into the distance.

The private jet is about to take off, but Wang Qian hasn't arrived yet.

Although she did not agree with Ding Meiyu's words that day, she still wore shoes with height-increasing features when she met Qin Heming.

These shoes are usually quite bulky, so she had to change her style of dress. She gave up her sexy, elegant dresses that she wore all year round and opted for wide-leg trousers to cover up the bulkiness of the shoes.

However, while the shoes did compensate for some of her height, her tailbone was still recovering, and wearing them only caused persistent, slight pain in her tailbone and spine. There was nothing she could do but endure it; after all, she had chosen to go to that kind of event.

As I waited anxiously, Wang Qian walked over unhurriedly from a distance.

Today he wore a short denim jacket with cargo pants and Doc Martens, and his hair was tied in a high ponytail with loose strands falling naturally, giving him an indescribably youthful and vibrant look.

Lin Xiyue raised her hand and waved vigorously: "Qianqian, over here."

Then, she turned around and called to Qin Heming, "Heming, Qianqian is here, let's go."

Qin Heming stood up and went to the door, just in time to run into Wang Qian who had arrived.

He curled one corner of his mouth into a mocking smile and said to Wang Qian, "Should I call you Young Master Wang, or Qianqian?"

"Brother Heming, stop messing around. My name is Wang Qian, Wang Qian, don't call me that like those women." Wang Qian rolled his eyes knowingly.

The three of them got into a luxury van that was dropping them off at the airport and went to the tarmac to board the plane.

The plane took off soon, heading to its destination – Cannes.

Qin Heming was very busy, handling official business even on the plane.

Lin Xiyue and Wang Qian sat in the back seats and chatted.

They were examining Lin Xiyue's newly done nails.

Wang Qian: "Wow, your new nails are so pretty. They're so long, it'll be easy to play the guitar without a pick."

"Yes, that saves on film costs, hahaha." Lin Xiyue stretched out both hands for Wang Qian to see.

Wang Qian pursed his lips and said regretfully, "The cello is out of the question. The left hand can't have any fingernails at all, and the right hand can only have a tiny bit."

Lin Xiyue gently patted Wang Qian's hand: "Boys shouldn't do these things, just be clean and tidy."

Wang Qian pouted and said, "I always want to try things that are fun."

Listening to the two "close friends" chatting, Qin Heming couldn't help but want to laugh.

Wang Qian saw his suppressed laughter.

Wang Qian's face immediately fell, and he glared at Qin Heming with resentment.

Qin Heming dared not laugh anymore and quickly put on a serious face: "You two can close the curtain and chat, I won't disturb you."

.......

After getting up in the morning, Jiang Yin originally planned to take Qin Se to the amusement park, but because of the upcoming "Operation Entropy Silence", she inexplicably couldn't muster any energy and just wanted to sit quietly.

She entrusted Qin Se to Tang Ning. Tang Ning knew he had a mission, so he told Li Tianmu that Jiang Yin wasn't feeling well, and the two of them took Qin Se out to play together.

Jiang Yin checked the computer equipment again; this was the Nth time she had checked it.

She and Director Yu suggested carrying out this terminal task at home.

Because once the operation is launched, the base will be subject to counter-surveillance, and the home will become a blind spot. Moreover, the base has too many strong signals, and Jiang Yin is afraid of being interfered with.

She wanted to be absolutely certain; she wanted to make sure that "warrior" came back alive.

The house was quiet. Jiang Yin sat quietly in the study, reviewing the operation process over and over again.

She sat there until six o'clock in the evening.

Due to confidentiality, she did not know the name of the "warriors" or their starting point; she only knew the timeline of the operation and their mode of transport.

She glanced at the clock on the wall: at this time, the "Warrior" should have already arrived in the third country.

.......

It was exactly noon at Nice Airport at that time.

The May sun in southern France was already quite powerful, pouring down without any obstruction, illuminating the wings, runway, and the distant blue sea in a dazzling display.

The brand's car was waiting at the airport early, taking the group straight to the Royal Palace Hotel, located next to the famous Croisette in Cannes. Though not tall, it boasts a century of history and is a truly luxurious hotel.

The brand arranged a presidential suite for Qin Heming, and adjacent sea-view suites for Lin Xiyue and Wang Qian, which were not on the same floor as Qin Heming's suite.

Wang Qian was very happy: "It's great that we're not on the same floor. We don't have to see his poker face anymore, and we can play around with each other as we please."

"He has a video conference tonight, so it won't affect our fun." Lin Xiyue was also very happy, and she was excited about the upcoming red carpet event.

.......

At 8 p.m. in the capital, Tang Ning and Li Tianmu returned with Qin Se.

Tang Ning asked Jiang Yin to go get the food, which he had packed for her. He figured Jiang Yin might not be in the mood to cook.

Tang Ning guessed correctly; Jiang Yin really had no appetite and didn't feel hungry.

Upon entering the living room, she found Qin Se lying asleep at one end of the sofa.

Li Tianmu lay motionless at the other end. He must have been exhausted after playing with Qin Se all day.

10:30 PM should be the time for the "Warriors" to appear in public social settings, so as to leave strong evidence of their presence.

She turned on her computer to browse the news. She found that today's media was flooded with news about the Maison de lumière early spring resort show, because many domestic celebrities attended the show.

This is the most heated part of the event – ​​the red carpet. Many celebrities have been subjected to insults from rival fans for their appearances on the red carpet, while their own fans have retaliated fiercely, making the video comment sections a chaotic mess.

Jiang Yin doesn't follow the entertainment industry and can't tell who's who.

Just as she was about to leave the window, she suddenly noticed three familiar figures walking onto the red carpet.

They were actually Qin Heming, Lin Xiyue, and Wang Qian.

Jiang Yin scoffed: "What business trip? You've clearly gone out to party with your girlfriend."

She stopped paying attention, exited the window, and went to browse other news.

.......

A grand red carpet show in early spring.

Lin Xiyue was wearing a silver-gray sequined floor-length evening gown and high heels.

When they tried on the clothes, Wang Qian gaped in astonishment: "Are you out of your mind? You've only been out of the hospital a few days ago, and you're already wearing sky-high heels?"

"It's okay, it's just for one night. I've never walked the red carpet before, so I have to look beautiful." Lin Xiyue's eyes lit up with excitement.

Standing between two handsome men, receiving cheers from the audience on both sides, she felt it was all worth it.

Of course, she knew the cheers weren't for Qin Heming or her. Qin Heming was a businessman who never liked to show his face in these kinds of situations, and not many people knew him. Naturally, even fewer people knew her, this nobody.

These cheers were all for another person, Wang Qian.

"Lucas..."

At this point, the host began introducing the group of guests, and when he called out "renowned cellist Lucas Wang," the audience erupted in cheers.

"My god, Lucas Wang..."

"Lucas—I love you!"

Lin Xiyue hadn't expected Wang Qian to be so famous abroad. It turned out that his statement about attending the brand event was just to give the brand face and he wasn't lying.

Because of Wang Qian, the three of them received a great deal of attention.

Wang Qian, in stark contrast to his usual casual demeanor, wore a bespoke black suit with his hair neatly combed back. He gracefully waved to the cheering crowd on both sides, prompting a frenzy of photography from the media.

As she walked down the red carpet and sat down in her seat at the show, Lin Xiyue's heart was still pounding with excitement.

Because of Qin Heming, the seats for watching the show were arranged in the front row, slightly towards the center, right next to several of the brand's most popular international celebrity spokespeople.

Because of Wang Qian, Lin Xiyue received a lot of attention from people in the entertainment industry, and she felt that her vanity was greatly satisfied at this moment.

After a brief opening ceremony, the show began at 18:00 PM.

Models, dressed in various exquisite gowns, filed out to the accompaniment of music.

About half an hour later, Qin Heming, having finished his conversation with the brand CEO on the other side, turned to Lin Xiyue and whispered, "I have to go back to my room for a meeting, which will probably last all night. You guys have fun, don't worry about me."

Lin Xiyue nodded and said gently, "Remember to eat when you get back to the hotel, otherwise your stomach will hurt a lot."

Qin Heming nodded, then looked at Wang Qian on Lin Xiyue's other side, waved his hand, and mouthed, "I'm leaving."

Wang Qian rolled his eyes at him as usual. Qin Heming chuckled twice, then crouched down and left along the passage.

.......

It was 0:30 a.m. in Beijing. Jiang Yin knew that the "warrior" should be leaving the public eye and heading to a third country's airport.

There was an inconspicuous small plane waiting for him there. An hour and a half later, it would take off and head straight to the destination of "Operation Entropy Silence".