Ex-wife becomes the world's number one hacker

Sun Lifeng stared intently at Gu Tingfeng for a few seconds before speaking:

"……no."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards his room.

Hearing her brother's voice, Sun Shini opened the door a crack, crouched down, and happily watched him.

"Sigh..." With a heavy sigh, Gu Tingfeng slammed his head heavily on the armrest of the sofa...

Listening to the conversation between the father and son, Sun Yuanyuan was filled with mixed emotions. Back then, her secretary had caused quite a stir, seemingly threatening to take over her position, and she simply couldn't control Gu Tingfeng. Her son was only two years old at the time, and she had no choice but to call Shen Lan back from her breastfeeding period—for which she had even lost her second child. Now, looking back, she didn't know if she had made the right decision…

.......

Monday morning sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone on the glass curtain wall of the science park, refracting a dazzling light, thus beginning a busy new week.

Around noon, on the first floor of the food court in the functional building of Zone A where Tianyu is located, Jiang Yin followed Tang Ning here for the first time to have lunch.

The functional buildings in Area A are supporting facilities for the park, including canteens, private rooms, supermarkets, cinemas and other facilities, forming a small ecosystem.

Tianyu Company is small and doesn't have a canteen. Employees usually eat their meals at the canteen in the functional building, and Jiang Yin is no exception.

"It feels like being back in my university cafeteria," Jiang Yin said, looking around with a sense of novelty. Tang Ning had dragged her there at 12:30, which meant they had avoided the first wave of people when the cafeteria opened at 11:30, so it wasn't too crowded.

As Jiang Yin's gaze swept across the room, she noticed that many employees wearing Qin's Technology uniforms were also eating in the cafeteria, including the few at the next table.

Jiang Yin asked Tang Ning in a low voice, "Doesn't Qin's Technology have its own cafeteria?"

"Yes," Tang Ning said, taking a bite of her steamed bun, "but there are so many people, and it's probably crowded inside, so people come here to eat every day."

As soon as she finished speaking, a commotion arose at the entrance of the food court. Jiang Yin looked up and saw Tang Ning, who had her back to the entrance, calmly continuing to eat. She said to Jiang Yin, "Don't look, it's Qin Heming. He has a private room upstairs and eats there for lunch."

Jiang Yin looked closely and saw that it was indeed Qin Heming walking in surrounded by several senior executives, with Lin Xiyue following closely behind him, about a step away.

Qin Heming entered the square through the gate, walking leisurely forward while looking around. He even smiled and greeted acquaintances he encountered.

Lin Xiyue, on the other hand, stood tall and proud in her high heels, her eyes fixed straight ahead.

The group headed straight for the curved staircase leading to the second floor and climbed the steps.

Tang Ning glanced back, pursed her lips, and whispered, "They're here for another fashion show."

Just then, Qin Heming, who had only climbed a few steps, suddenly turned around and looked in Jiang Yin's direction, startling her so much that she lowered her head.

"Is it always this big of a spectacle?"

"No, Qin Heming doesn't come here often," Tang Ning scoffed. "But whenever he does, Lin Xiyue always comes along. Speaking of which, Xingxin Technology is so far away; doesn't she have a job?"

The two stopped talking and ate in silence.

The chatter of the Qin Group employees at the next table drifted over.

"Look at how fawning Mr. Cai is towards Miss Lin, his eyes practically disappear from his smile. But he's a completely different person when he's with us. He's a chameleon."

"Oh dear, she's the apple of President Qin's eye, the future boss's wife. She can do whatever she wants at Qin's, and everyone from top to bottom has to fawn over her."

"That's right. Our supervisor wants to curry favor but can't because he's not qualified. He's as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, running around in circles."

"That's hilarious..."

The group huddled together and chuckled softly.

Tang Ning's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Jiang Yin knew he was afraid she would feel uncomfortable hearing these words, so she took the initiative to change the subject:

"When we opened, I said I would treat Director Long to a meal, but I've been away on business trips ever since. Now that I'm back, how about I treat him to a meal? Otherwise, I'll feel embarrassed to see him again."

"You're just being serious. It's all just workplace politeness; you don't necessarily have to follow through," Tang Ning said with a smile, taking a sip of soup.

"If you want to invite him, then go ahead. He's really been very considerate of us. But they also have rules; he might not come."

Jiang Yin: "Whether he comes or not is his business, as long as we show our sincerity, that's enough."

"Okay, I'll make the arrangements. Let's invite Tianmu over; they know each other better, and the atmosphere at the dinner table will be more pleasant."

"Great, it'll definitely be lively with him around." Jiang Yin couldn't help but laugh when she thought of Li Tianmu, the life of the party.

Unexpectedly, Long Xingyuan was an impatient person. He accepted Tang Ning's invitation as soon as she invited him and even scheduled the dinner for after get off work that evening.

Li Tianmu helped find a high-end club and booked a private room.

At 6 p.m., the four of them sat down in the private room and chatted while eating.

With Li Tianmu present, the atmosphere was indeed lively.

He recounted with great enthusiasm how he had been rescued by Tang Ning when he was in danger in the mountains years ago. He embellished Tang Ning's heroic deeds with exaggerated detail, much more so than when he had told Jiang Yin the story last time.

Jiang Yin held back her laughter and didn't expose him, and Tang Ning also tacitly avoided mentioning his embarrassing moment of crying all the way back then.

Long Xingyuan had worked at the grassroots level in a rural town in the mountains in his early years. Although his hometown was not in the same province as Tang Ning's, the natural conditions in the mountains were similar. The more they talked, the more they got along and the more compatible they became.

Jiang Yin really liked this atmosphere. There was no need for socializing; she could just listen to their casual conversation in a relaxed and comfortable way.

Throughout the meal, Long Xingyuan's gaze frequently fell on Jiang Yin. She spoke little, but answered every question sincerely, without any affectation. Quiet, yet not obscure; frank, yet with clear boundaries. Over this period, he had come to know of her remarkable research abilities, yet she remained remarkably humble and unassuming. A calm, self-possessed, pure soul, devoid of any desire to flaunt its own worth, is rarer than any talent.

He had served as an official for many years and considered himself to have seen countless people. But he had never met such an extraordinary and refined girl before. Nor had anyone ever stirred such an indescribable feeling within him as she had.

During the meal, he chatted amiably, throwing out topics ranging from the most mundane to the most distant, from history to current affairs, seemingly rambling on and on, but actually observing what topics interested her. He also subtly assessed how long each dish lingered in front of her. By the end of the meal, he had successfully gleaned several key pieces of information: a love for spicy food, a fondness for small animals, and a word that starkly contrasted with his expectations—shooting. He lowered his eyelids, concealing a fleeting smile in his eyes; such a significant "achievement" gave him a secret sense of pleasure.

After the meal, everyone was very happy.

The three boys had a great time chatting, and Tang Ning's relationship with Long Xingyuan grew even closer through this dinner; they even started calling each other brothers.

The group walked out of the private room and into the corridor. Tang Ning immediately saw Xie Jinxing standing at the other end of the corridor, making a phone call.

Tang Ning quickly stepped aside to block Jiang Yin's view, afraid that she would be unhappy if she saw it.

I took the elevator to the lobby on the first floor. There was a group of people standing in the lobby, surrounding an elderly man with white hair, saying goodbye.

"Grandpa?" Long Xingyuan exclaimed in surprise, "What are you doing here?"

The old man turned around, saw it was Long Xingyuan, and said with a smile, "The Retired Cadres Bureau organized an event, I came to join in the fun."

Seeing this, those around him wisely took their leave.

"Grandpa, let me introduce you to my friends." Long Xingyuan helped the old man up. "You know Li Tianmu, this is Tang Ning, and this is Miss Jiang Yin."

Several people said in unison, "Hello, Grandpa!"

Long Xingyuan then added, "Grandpa, Miss Jiang is a scientific genius, she's incredibly talented."

"Grandpa, don't listen to Director Long's exaggeration, I'm just an ordinary person." Jiang Yin quickly waved her hand.

Grandpa Long smiled and glanced at his grandson, then turned to Jiang Yin, scrutinizing her features before approvingly saying, "This little girl looks bright and clever, not bad... not bad, uh..."

Before he could finish speaking, Grandpa Long suddenly clutched his abdomen, his body slightly hunched, and an expression of pain appeared on his face. Except for Long Xingyuan, the other three were all startled.

Long Xingyuan quickly patted his grandfather's back to ease the pain. A few seconds later, Grandpa Long recovered: "It's an old problem, a stomach ailment. It'll be fine in a bit. Did I scare you?"

Li Tianmu and Tang Ning both breathed a sigh of relief, but Jiang Yin frowned deeply.