Ex-wife becomes the world's number one hacker

Only in the direction of the VIP cabins at the bow of the ship, there is a door that appears to be not fully closed, leaving a small gap.

At that moment, a cacophony of footsteps and shouts came from downstairs:

"Call for backup. Search every floor. Take control of the elevators. Zach, you guys stay on the third floor. Miles, you take a few men to the fourth floor. Shawn, you guys go to the second floor."

Hearing footsteps approaching upstairs, Jiang Yin didn't have time to think and rushed to the door that wasn't closed properly.

She gently pushed the door open and slipped inside, then quietly closed it again.

The door had just been pushed shut when we heard several people rushing upstairs.

Jiang Yin held her breath and squatted by the door, listening quietly to the sounds outside. She heard several people walking back and forth and randomly pushing the door open.

A little later, I heard several people speaking heavily accented English discussing what to do, and one of them started making a phone call to ask his superior for instructions.

Taking this opportunity, Jiang Yin began to observe the situation inside the room:

The room reeked of alcohol. A tall, slender man, almost completely naked except for boxer shorts, lay fast asleep on the bed, his heavy breathing rising and falling in the air. Only a corner of the blanket was loosely draped over him, and the strong smell of alcohol emanated from his body.

At this moment, even louder shouts came from outside the door, and Jiang Yin turned her attention to the outside again.

She heard the head security guard outside the door say, "The thief is very important. We must find him. We need to search each room one by one, even if it means disturbing the guests."

The security guards were then divided into two teams, with room attendants assisting with check-in, and began searching each room one by one, starting from the central staircase.

At this point, Jiang Yin knew that it was absolutely impossible to go out and find someone to meet her; she could only try to find a way out of the room.

She tiptoed around the room, checking the layout; there was no place to hide—no wardrobe, no wine cabinet, no bathroom.

The roof and walls were one piece, and there was no ceiling for her to hide in.

Jiang Yin's heart tightened more and more; she now needed to prepare for her arrest.

After thinking it over, she turned and slipped into the bathroom, throwing all the various miniature electronic devices she was carrying into the toilet and flushing them down.

She opened the bathroom window, rummaged through her small bag for a satellite phone, and threw it with all her might. The device traced a large parabola across the night sky before silently plunging into the sea.

This means that from now on, she is in a helpless situation.

Whether she can escape or not depends entirely on herself.

After doing all this, Jiang Yin turned around and went back to the door.

At this moment, you can hear the security guards starting to pound on the doors and search each room, then pound on the doors again and search again.

Some tenants uttered indistinct curses, but the security guards remained unmoved, saying they were tracking a thief and did not stop their search.

As the sounds of the search party drew closer, Jiang Yin had no choice but to kick off her shoes and leap into the covers of the bed.

They hoped the drunk man wouldn't wake up, and that they could improvise when the security guards came to search him.

Jiang Yin listened intently to the sounds outside while rapidly devising a plan in her mind.

At that moment, the drunk man next to him moved.

Just as Jiang Yin was about to get up, a strong and slender arm reached out and wrapped around her.

Jiang Yin was stunned and tried to push the arm away.

But then, the drunk man propped himself up and leaned over me, mumbling incoherently:

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Jiang Yin looked closely and was so shocked she almost jumped out of her skin. The drunk man was actually Qin Heming!

Perhaps because he was drunk, Qin Heming's eyes were clouded with confusion, but his strength was astonishing.

He held Jiang Yin, propped himself up, and knelt on the bed. His naked body was perfectly proportioned, and his defined abdominal muscles flowed down his waistline, intertwining with his V-line to create a smooth curve.

He shook his head, trying to clear his mind, muttering something under his breath.

Then he looked intently at Jiang Yin, his gaze now filled with desire and longing.

He paused, then slowly and stubbornly reached his hand inside Jiang Yin's skirt.

Jiang Yin pushed Qin Heming's shoulder with one hand and gripped his underwear tightly with the other, the two locked in a stalemate.

Jiang Yin was forced to whisper, "Brother Heming, it's me."

"Shh, don't speak." A hoarse voice sounded in Jiang Yin's ear.

Then a warm, large hand covered her lips.

Seeing Qin Heming's eager and longing expression, which arose from his emotions, Jiang Yin felt a pang of pity.

After much internal struggle, she finally let go.

He then closed his eyes, sighing in his heart: If Brother Heming wants it, then give it to him.

It seems that she has never been able to refuse Brother Heming since she was a child. Whatever he wants, as long as she has it, she wants to give it to him.

A knock came at the door soon after, but Qin Heming ignored it, his movements continuing, hot and intense.

Seeing that no one answered, the security guard had the waiter swipe the room card, and several people pushed the door open and entered.

Under the beam of the flashlight, a sensual scene unexpectedly unfolded before my eyes.

The group froze on the spot, then Qin Heming, his eyes bloodshot, roared at them, "Get out!"

The usually elegant young master of the Qin family had lost all his usual refinement, his face now contorted with rage.

After a moment of stunned silence, considering that Young Master Qin was a distinguished guest personally received by the cruise ship owner, someone who was usually hard to invite, the leader dared not offend him and quickly led his men out.

Considering that Young Master Qin was busy at the moment, and that no one would take the opportunity to sneak into his room, the group felt relieved and turned to search the other rooms.

With their departure, Jiang Yin felt relieved.

After the passion subsided, Qin Heming collapsed heavily beside Jiang Yin.

As the breathing around her gradually weakened, Jiang Yin's consciousness also gradually blurred, and she slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Yin had a dream.

In her dream, she sat on a tall Ferris wheel, with blue sky and white clouds behind her, and the warm sunshine shining on her body.

Qin Heming knelt on one knee in front of her, gazing at her with eyes that shone as brightly as the diamond ring he held in his hand—Brother Heming had proposed to her.

Jiang Yin smiled, extended her hand to Qin Heming, and watched as her brother Heming put the ring on her finger.

They embraced, kissed, and whispered, from dusk till the starry sky.

They held a grand wedding on a huge lawn by the sea.

Flowers created a dreamy fairytale world, and the waves played the most beautiful wedding march.

She wore a white wedding dress and walked hand in hand with him, who was dressed in a sharp black suit, to the front of the stage. Their vows, the engagement ring, and the kiss drew admiring glances from the guests.

Grandpa and Grandma came too, and they were as healthy as when they were young.

Grandma held her hand, tears of joy welling up in her eyes.

Jiang Yin hugged her grandmother and poured out her heart: How come it's been so long? Where have you all been? Her grandmother just shed tears and didn't say a word.

For their honeymoon, they should go to the top of a snow-capped mountain, embrace each other on the high mountaintop, and grow old together in an instant.

After getting married, she had two children, a son and a daughter.

The son should be as handsome as him, and the daughter should be as beautiful as her.

The days passed by one by one, filled with both trivialities and warmth.

The children have grown up and left home.

They're getting old, so they'll travel the world.

Hand in hand, we walked through cities, through villages, through mountains, through fields, through the seasons, and through year after year...

Looking back on the journey, the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers on both sides of the river.