Ex-wife becomes the world's number one hacker

She sent a report requesting to wake up to Yu Haiquan through a special channel on the intranet with multiple layers of encryption.

Because she was so anxious, she used several exclamation marks in just a few words.

At the same time, she inexplicably remembered that she had a private email address that Qin Heming and she used to communicate after he went abroad to study.

However, she hasn't used that email address since she ran away from home at the age of 17.

Jiang Yin opened her email login page and naturally typed out the password HM052899.

So many years have passed, but this password is something she can't forget even if she wanted to; it's been used in almost every situation where she needed a password.

This was a promise they made when they were children: their passwords were the abbreviation of each other's names, their birthdays, and then 99.

But Qin Heming has probably long forgotten about this childhood promise.

My inbox was flooded with new emails, mostly GGs, but among them were a few emails from Uncle Maolin.

Uncle Maolin is Grandma Yu's second son; he has an older brother and an older sister.

Before Jiang Yin was born, the Yu family moved all their business to Country A. After years of hard work, their business flourished.

In their early years, Grandpa Yu and Grandma Yu lived in China. Later, when Grandpa Yu fell ill, their children took them to Country A to live out their retirement.

Later on, only Grandma Yu would come back to sweep the grave every two or three years, always accompanied by Aunt Zhixia. Uncle Maolin and Uncle Maosheng never came back.

When Jiang Yin was in elementary school, she spent a summer vacation at Grandma Yu's house in Country A with her grandma, Grandma Qin, and Qin Heming. She got along very well with Uncle Maolin's daughter, Sister Yanzi.

Uncle Maolin especially loves children and often takes them around to play.

He is witty, humorous, and fun, and he knows a lot. All the kids like him very much.

When Jiang Yin went to Country A to participate in an international programming competition in her first year of junior high school, Uncle Maolin took care of her and did everything he could to help her.

Even though there was a teacher leading the team, he still couldn't rest easy and did everything he could to provide them with as much convenience as possible.

Although Uncle Maolin works in the financial industry, he has a very forward-looking vision for the future development of high-tech fields.

Based on the experience gained over the years, Jiang Yin can say with certainty that Uncle Maolin's prediction was completely correct.

After Jiang Yin won the gold medal in programming, Uncle Maolin was very happy and invited Jiang Yin and Qin Heming, who was studying in Country A at the time, to have dinner together.

They were encouraged to study hard, and told that they were both rare geniuses with a bright future ahead of them.

That night, Jiang Yin remembered that Uncle Maolin drank a lot of wine and talked a lot.

He also hoped that Jiang Yin could study in Country A, and that he could help her apply to a top university.

At that time, Qin Heming remained taciturn and did not offer any words of congratulations for Jiang Yin's award.

At the time, she thought it was because her brother Heming had won such international gold awards many times before, so she didn't find it novel.

Looking back now, it was really just that I didn't like it or pay attention to it.

Otherwise, even a stranger would say "Congratulations".

Jiang Yin quickly skimmed through Uncle Maolin's emails from beginning to end.

The first few emails were sent by Jiang Yin before her college entrance exam and during her university years. They contained information about several top universities in Country A. Uncle Maolin asked her if she was interested.

The next letter was from the year she got married. Uncle Maolin congratulated her on achieving her wish and told her not to waste her life even after getting married.

The next letter was from a year ago, around the time when Qin Heming and his grandmother had their argument.

He was asked by Grandma Yu to comfort Jiang Yin and tell her to hold on and not give up easily.

He also harshly criticized Qin Heming's infidelity, stating frankly that he was very disappointed in Qin Heming.

The last letter was sent during the Spring Festival. Uncle Maolin said that Qin Heming took Lin Xiyue to see Grandma Yu.

He and Grandma Yu were both very angry and chased them away.

He said, "That bastard is absolutely despicable. He wants to use your Grandma Yu as a roundabout way to persuade your Grandma Qin to accept that woman. Humph, dream on! Yinyin, don't worry, your Grandma Yu and I are both on your side."

After reading Uncle Maolin's email, Jiang Yin laughed: "Heh, he's already taken him to Grandma Yu's house. He's really impatient!"

Jiang Yin casually replied to the last email: He never loved me, it's over. We'll get a divorce soon. Thank you for your concern, Uncle, goodbye!

Then Jiang Yin remembered that Uncle Maolin had never returned to China since she could remember.

Every time Grandma Yu comes back to sweep the tomb, Aunt Zhixia accompanies her.

Jiang Yin then added: "The country has changed a lot in recent years. Uncle Maolin can come back and visit when he has time."

After clicking send, Jiang Yin continued scrolling forward and saw all the emails she had exchanged with Qin Heming.

I found that I usually wrote a long paragraph, while Qin Heming's reply was only one or two sentences, or a few words.

Only in high school, when he replied to an email he sent telling him that "the little tabby cat they raised together had passed away due to illness," did he respond a tiny bit more—a total of 3 sentences, which, including punctuation, amounted to only 21 characters.

Ha, I can only blame myself for being slow to notice. Actually, I had already seen signs of his indifference towards me.

While waiting for instructions from her superiors, Jiang Yin went to a gym near her home to begin physical training to regain her fitness.

Although I've been running every day, the intensity is never enough.

In her spare time, Jiang Yin would wander around the house, touching this and that.

Rather than saying she couldn't bear to part with people, it would be more accurate to say she couldn't bear to part with this home, the home to which she had poured countless efforts and emotions.

Now, she has to say goodbye to a place called "home" once again, and become penniless again.

Sometimes she would sit in the backyard in deep thought, recalling scenes from the past: Qin Heming sitting on the porch, either reading or working, while she played with her son Qin Se in the backyard.

The son giggled and played for a while before jumping into Qin Heming's arms to rub against him, getting Qin Heming covered in dirt. He wasn't annoyed, but just smiled, rubbed his son's cheeks, and gave him a kiss.

At that moment, Jiang Yin watched from afar, her eyes welling up with tears, wishing that time could stand still and that this precious, heartwarming moment could be preserved.

That recliner where Qin Heming often sat was one that I used to enjoy lying on.

At that moment, I felt as if he were hugging me as I lay on the recliner he had lain on.

She wrapped her arms around herself, closed her eyes, and imagined an embrace she had never had before.

There were other places where he had sat or lay down, places she would go to sit or lie down in before.

It's as if his presence will linger there, enveloping me.

She felt ridiculous, so she started laughing, and as she laughed, tears began to stream down her face.

Sometimes, people are killed by the thought of "what if".

What if a little coaxing makes it alright?

What if things get better after having a baby?

What if the child could call me "Dad"?

But there are never that many "what ifs" in the world; it's just self-deception!

Alright, Qin Heming, that's enough for now!