Ex-wife becomes the world's number one hacker

Jiang Yin could figure out why Qin Heming would call her even with a snap of her fingers.

He just didn't manage to open a small shop, so he wanted to call and yell at her to vent his anger on behalf of Lin Xiyue.

Jiang Yin didn't want to give him that chance, so she swiped her phone shut and didn't answer.

Less than a minute later, the phone rang again; it was Qin Heming again.

Wow, he's quite persistent. It seems he won't give up until he gets his revenge.

Jiang Yin made up her mind and was determined not to give him that chance.

This time, not only was Qin Heming killed, but he was also blocked.

Alright, the world is quiet now!

Jiang Yin decided to give up and let him do whatever he wanted.

Although she has always wanted to keep a low profile, they won't let her. What can she do?

Therefore, when soldiers come, generals will block them; when water comes, earth will dam it. Overthinking is useless.

Jiang Yin told Tang Ning, "Just do what you're supposed to do, don't be afraid of them."

She then got busy on the computer again.

The next day, I was busy all morning.

Jiang Yin hadn't eaten breakfast, and around 11 o'clock, she got hungry.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, Jiang Yin boiled water, made a packet of instant noodles, sat down at the table outside with her back to the door, and started eating.

Before we had even finished eating half of it, we heard footsteps coming in.

She took a tissue to wipe her mouth, put on a smiling expression, and turned around to greet the guests.

When she saw who it was, she was stunned. It was Qin Heming and his son Qin Se!

It's astringent!

Jiang Yin rushed over, squatted down, and held her son's shoulders with both hands.

She tried hard to see her son's face clearly, but tears kept streaming down her face uncontrollably.

She was very anxious and kept telling herself loudly: Jiang Yin, don't cry, don't cry, hold it in! Your son has come all this way, you should talk to him properly!

Stop crying, you've cried too much, I can't even see your sore face anymore...

But she just couldn't stop crying.

Not only could she not stop crying, but she also began to sob uncontrollably.

The children are innocent; it's all the adults' fault!

Qin Se wiped Jiang Yin's face with her little hands, her voice trembling with tears, "Mommy, don't cry."

But even after you wipe away the old one, a new one keeps popping up.

Jiang Yin also wiped her face haphazardly with her hands, trying to stop her tears so she could talk to Se Se.

At this moment, Qin Heming, who was standing next to him, handed him a few tissues.

Jiang Yin took it, whispered a thank you, and quickly wiped the tears from her face with a tissue.

Qin Se hugged Jiang Yin's neck, "Mom, I missed you so much."

"Mom...Mom, Mom...I miss you too..." Jiang Yin hugged her son, and the tears she had just stopped flowing again.

Qin Heming glanced at the instant noodle bowl on the table, then turned and left.

Jiang Yin hugged her son, and the two cried quietly for a while before finally stopping.

Jiang Yin sat on the stool with Se Se in her arms and took a tissue to wipe his face.

"How was your year?" Jiang Yin asked.

Qin Se nodded: "Okay, I just miss my mom."

Jiang Yin took out some more tissues to wipe her face. "Se Se still remembers her mother?"

"Yes, I remember. I looked at my mother's photos every day."

"Mom, when will you be able to finish work and come home?" Qin Se asked innocently, sitting on Jiang Yin's lap and swinging her little legs.

Oh, so that's the reason Qin Heming used to tell his son. It seems he hasn't told his son about their impending divorce yet.

Jiang Yin didn't intend to expose him. She decided to leave the matter to Qin Heming, since he had custody of the child anyway.

Half an hour later, Qin Heming returned carrying a pile of takeout containers from the restaurant.

Jiang Yin and Qin Se were hugging each other and chatting enthusiastically.

Both of them chuckled, their faces beaming with excitement.

Qin Se was talking about an animated film he had watched. Jiang Yin hadn't seen it, but she still tried her best to give exaggerated feedback to match the plot he was describing.

Qin Heming sat quietly to one side without disturbing him.

After a while, a customer came in and inquired about drones.

Jiang Yin put Qin Se down and answered the guest's questions concisely and quickly.

After the guests left, Jiang Yin turned around and picked up Qin Se again, intending to continue their previous conversation.

At this time, another supplier came to our door to promote their products.

After seeing the salesperson off, Qin Heming stood up and said, "That's enough for today. You can get back to work."

Jiang Yin knew that he wanted to take his son away.

She knelt down and instructed her son, "Eat properly, don't be picky about food, and don't watch cartoons all the time; it's bad for your eyes."

Qin Se nodded. "Mom, can I call you?"

Jiang Yin looked up at Qin Heming, whose face remained expressionless.

That means yes.

Jiang Yin entered her phone number into Qin Se's phone watch.

"If you miss your mom, just call her."

"Okay, Mom, you should come home early too."

Jiang Yin paused, but did not answer the question.

Qin Heming picked up her son and said, "Let's go, son, say goodbye to Mom."

Goodbye, Mom.

"Goodbye, Se Se."

Before leaving, Qin Heming turned back to look at the bowl of instant noodles and said to Jiang Yin:

"Eat less junk food. Your takeout is getting cold, so hurry up and eat it."

Jiang Yin did not answer, but looked up and down at Qin Se.

Qin Heming carried his son out the door.

Qin Se hugged Qin Heming's neck, turned her face behind her father, and waved to Jiang Yin incessantly.

Jiang Yin stood at the entrance of the small shop, waving her hand until the father and son turned a corner and disappeared from sight.

Back at the shop, Jiang Yin looked at the package of food but didn't touch it.

That was a takeout box from a Sichuan restaurant on two adjacent streets. Jiang Yin had eaten there and found it quite delicious.

However, this was something Qin Heming had touched, and she felt inexplicably uncomfortable and didn't want to touch it.

Some time later, Tang Ning returned after inspecting the factory.

As soon as he entered, he saw Jiang Yin sitting upright on the stool, staring at a point in the void outside the door, motionless.

Even when a grown man like him came in, he didn't even blink.

Tang Ning's heart skipped a beat. "Is he possessed?"

He recalled that when he left the base, Director Yu had privately pulled him aside and repeatedly told him to pay attention to Jiang Yin's emotions.

Thinking of this, Tang Ning quickly bent down and waved his hand in front of Jiang Yin's eyes a few times: "Hey, wake up."

Jiang Yin blinked and looked away.

Turning to look at Tang Ning, he said firmly, "President Tang, we must grow bigger and stronger."

Tang Ning's eyes darted around, bewildered by this nonsensical remark, unsure of what to say, and could only awkwardly reply:

"President Jiang, aren't we already doing this?"

Jiang Yin was amused by Tang Ning's expression and burst out laughing.

Seeing that she had returned to normal, Tang Ning patted her chest and said, "You scared me to death! Oh dear, what happened? What triggered this?"

Jiang Yin looked at the stack of packed lunch boxes and said, "He's here, with his son."

"Oh my god," Tang Ning exclaimed in surprise, her mouth agape in a wide "O" shape, "Really? He's willing to let you take care of the kids?"

"Um."

"What does he mean by this?"

"Perhaps he wants to gradually push the child onto me, clearing obstacles for his and Lin Xiyue's child."

Tang Ning said "Oh". Although he was from a poor family, he often heard about how the children of wealthy families would fight each other for power and profit.

Given how much Qin Heming likes Lin Xiyue, it's understandable that he would consider their child's future in advance.

"What do you want to do? Make it bigger and stronger so that your child can have a better future?" Tang Ning responded quickly.

Jiang Yin nodded. "Yes, I can't wait until he grows up to complain about me."

Tang Ning pondered for a moment, then looked at Jiang Yin: "Do you have any further requirements for your partners?"