Ex-wife becomes the world's number one hacker

Long Xingyuan noticed Jiang Yin's expression and was about to ask a question.

At this moment, Xie Jinxing stepped out of the elevator and, seeing Grandpa Long in the distance, greeted him warmly:

"Grandpa Long, what are you doing here?" He quickly walked a few steps and came to Grandpa Long:

"Long time no see! How are you? My grandpa was just talking about playing chess with you the other day."

"Oh, how's your grandfather doing these days?" Grandpa Long greeted Xie Jinxing with a smile.

Tang Ning rolled her eyes: Why is he everywhere? I can't escape him, he's such a nuisance!

Jiang Yin ignored Xie Jinxing. After a moment's thought, she made up her mind and gently tugged at Long Xingyuan's collar.

"Director Long, may I speak to you in private?"

Long Xingyuan followed her aside, puzzled. Jiang Yin asked, "Whenever Grandpa Long has an attack, besides bloating, do you also experience a pulling sensation in your back?"

"That's right," Long Xingyuan nodded vigorously, "Every time I have an attack, rubbing my back with my hand helps a bit."

"This might not be a stomach ailment," Jiang Yin nodded, speaking with a certainty to Long Xingyuan.

"It's probably aortic dissection. My grandfather died of this disease, and the symptoms were very similar to those of my grandfather. In the early stages, it's often mistaken for a stomach ailment; it's very insidious and can't be detected without a CTA. Once it progresses to the late stages, the risk of rupture is extremely high. I suggest you seek medical attention immediately, even if it's not a stomach ailment, it will give you peace of mind."

Upon hearing this, Long Xingyuan's expression changed drastically. He knew all too well what aortic dissection meant, and his face immediately became serious: "Okay, I'll take Grandpa to the hospital right away. Thank you, Miss Jiang."

Long Xingyuan quickly walked to his grandfather's bodyguard, who was not far away, whispered a few words, and the two immediately protected his grandfather. After saying goodbye to everyone, they left in a hurry.

The next morning, Jiang Yin received a call from Long Xingyuan.

"Ms. Jiang, thank you so much!" He was extremely emotional. "The diagnosis was aortic dissection, and it could rupture at any moment! The doctor said that even half a day later, it might have been too late... You saved my grandfather's life, I don't know how to thank you enough!"

"You're welcome. Take good care of Grandpa," Jiang Yin replied with a smile.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yin's eyes welled up with tears, and her chest swelled with a mixture of sorrow and joy.

While overjoyed that Grandpa Long was saved, she also lamented that her own grandfather had not been so lucky, losing his life due to a misdiagnosis. Grandma was also filled with self-blame, and in the years following Grandpa's death, she was depressed and eventually succumbed to her illness, leaving her alone to face the world.

She opened the drawer of her desk, pulled out a photo of herself with her grandparents from a book, and burst into tears.

Because she had to travel a lot to start her business, she locked the jewelry box her grandmother left her in a bank safe deposit box, worried about losing it. She only took out a photo of herself with her grandparents to keep with her.

When I miss them, I take them out and look at them.

......

That same afternoon, Ding Meiyu had gone out to meet people in the morning and only returned to the company in the afternoon.

She gracefully stepped out of the elevator, handed her handbag to her secretary, Xiao Ke, who was waiting at the elevator entrance, and took off her mink coat as she walked, placing it in Xiao Ke's arms.

Ding Meiyu wore a black velvet cheongsam today, the fitted cut perfectly concealing her voluptuous figure. Two pink and white plum blossoms emerged diagonally from under her armpits, blooming quietly on her chest.

Her long, jet-black hair was coiled into a bun at the back of her head, with a sandalwood hairpin inserted diagonally, making her look both noble and understated.

Her entire demeanor exudes the air of a wealthy socialite who was born with a silver spoon in her mouth.

"Is General Manager Lin in the company?" Ding Meiyu asked Xiao Ke.

"Mr. Lin said he wasn't feeling well, so he came in this morning, stayed for a while, and then left."

"Um."

As she gracefully walked to a secluded spot, Xiao Ke quickened her pace, leaned close to Ding Meiyu's ear, and whispered:

"Mr. Ding, he's here."

Ding Meiyu stopped abruptly, her face immediately darkening. "When did you arrive? Did you encounter anyone? What did you say?"

"No, as soon as the receptionist notified me, I immediately took him to your office." Xiao Ke glanced around.

"Yes, keep watch at the door, don't let anyone near." Ding Meiyu's face was gloomy, her eyes filled with frost.

She took a deep breath, strode to her office, pushed open the door, and then slammed it shut and locked it.

She pressed her back against the door, gritting her teeth as she stared at the bald, pot-bellied man sitting cross-legged on the sofa—her own brother, Ding Mancai.

Ding Mancai was scrolling through short videos on his phone, chuckling to himself.

Seeing Ding Meiyu return, he greeted her with a smile, "Laidi, you're back?"

"Why are you here again? Didn't we agree last time that you wouldn't contact me for six months?" Ding Meiyu suppressed her anger, her chest heaving.

"Oh dear, we're broke. The New Year is almost here. Can you just stand by and watch your mother, your brother's family, and Manfu's family starve?" Ding Mancai said with a grin, not caring about Ding Meiyu's tone.

"I gave you three million last time, and it hasn't even been three months. How could you have spent it all?" Ding Meiyu walked angrily behind her desk, plopped down, and glared at the ground.

Ding Mancai was a little unhappy, and his tone was impatient: "Laidi, there are so many of us here, and we're all your closest relatives. Now that you're capable, what's wrong with spending a little of your money?"

Ding Meiyu sneered: "The closest person?"

Hmph, she's been neglected since birth. Her parents constantly call her a "money-losing burden," and even her name was chosen to summon her younger brother. She's never worn a single piece of clothing that fits her properly. Besides going to school every day, she has to do all the household chores and serve everyone. Her body is often covered in bruises, and she's become the family's punching bag. Even though she was accepted into high school, they resolutely refused to let her attend, forcing her into arranged marriages just to raise money for her brother's wedding.

She had finally escaped the mountains with the help of financial aid, cut off all contact, and even changed her name, thinking she could finally escape the past. But who would have thought that, estimating she should have graduated and be able to earn money, they found her easily after reporting her to the police. From then on, the nightmare began again.

"Speak up, are you going to pay or not?" Ding Mancai's expression darkened when he saw Ding Meiyu staring blankly.

"I have no money," Ding Meiyu retorted.

"Tch, who are you trying to fool?" Ding Mancai squinted his swollen eyes. "You've practically emptied the Lin family's pockets, how could you be broke?"

"Okay, if you don't have any money, I'll ask my brother-in-law for some, and while I'm at it, I'll chat with him about your 'past,' hehehe." Ding Mancai started putting on his shoes.

"You shameless! This is extortion! This is a crime!" Ding Meiyu slammed her hand on the table and said angrily.

Ding Mancai raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Then call the police! When the police come, you say your piece, and I'll say mine, okay?"

"You!" Ding Meiyu was so angry she couldn't speak.

After a moment, Ding Meiyu took a breath and said, "Why can't I just be a good person?"

"A good person? What's the benefit of being a good person?" Ding Mancai said as if he had heard a big joke. "Zhuang Zinan was a great person. He supported your studies and even gave our family money to build a house and get you a wife. And then what? He helped you a lot, and you got all the money and your husband, but you even lost your life."

"Shut up, she jumped herself!" Ding Meiyu said sharply, somewhat exasperated.

"Did I say she didn't dance by herself?" Ding Mancai chuckled, a sly glint in his cloudy eyes.

Ding Meiyu slumped back in her chair, and after a long silence, gritted her teeth and asked, "How much do you want?"

"Five million, I won't contact you for six months." Ding Mancai held out a hand, spreading his five fingers and waving it.

Ding Meiyu turned her head to one side. "No, only three million. You're not allowed to look for it for six months."

Ding Mancai sighed and said quietly, "Looks like I'll have to talk to my brother-in-law today, or maybe chat with the employees in this building?"

"Get lost, the money will be transferred to your card later."

"Oh dear, why didn't you just get it over with quickly? Why did you have to waste all that talking? Give my regards to my brother-in-law, I'm off." Ding Mancai hummed a little tune as he walked out.

As the door slammed shut, Ding Meiyu buried her face heavily in her hands.