Ex-wife becomes the world's number one hacker

Jiang Yin and Tang Ning flew back to Shennan the next day.

They need to get things settled at the Shenzhen South Branch as soon as possible so they can return to Beijing to prepare for the opening of the headquarters.

Li Tianmu volunteered to help with the initial installation of the office space in the science park, saying that since his two floors also needed installation, he would do it for them as well. The construction team would be arriving in the next day or two.

On her third day back in Shennan, Jiang Yin was at the assembly plant adjusting the balance of the products.

Just then, the phone rang; it was Qin Se's number.

Ever since the little guy got his mother's number, he often calls Jiang Yin, sometimes several times a day.

Jiang Yin found a quiet place, answered the phone, and felt a surge of joy. Without realizing it, she adopted a sweet, high-pitched voice and said:

"SeSe, do you miss your mom?"

"...It's me."

It was Qin Heming's voice, and Jiang Yin was stunned.

"Why is it you? Where's Se Se? What happened?" Jiang Yin's voice suddenly turned cold, and she clenched her fists nervously.

"It's nothing, don't worry. SeSe and I are in Shennan right now. If you're free tonight, come over for dinner."

Jiang Yin was momentarily puzzled as to why Qin Heming would use a rather awkward phone to call her.

But then I remembered, oh, I blocked his number last time.

"Okay, send me the address." Jiang Yin hung up the phone without saying another word.

The restaurant was a very popular online celebrity restaurant. Jiang Yin never expected that a wealthy CEO like Qin Heming, who had an extreme pursuit of quality, would also follow this trend.

As soon as they entered the private room, Qin Se rushed over, and Jiang Yin picked up her son and kissed him on the cheek.

Qin Se hugged her mother's face and kissed her several times, covering her forehead and cheeks, before gently kissing her nose with the last kiss, followed by an exaggerated "smack" sound.

Qin Heming watched the mother and son being affectionate with a smile, then rang the bell to instruct the waiter to serve the dishes.

Jiang Yin noticed that Qin Heming's attire had changed from his usual business elite look; today he was dressed unusually casually.

Wearing a hooded black T-shirt, indigo jeans, and sneakers; his hair was casually tousled, loose and carefree, making him look like a male college student, as if he had returned to his teenage years.

Jiang Yin wasn't interested in other people's men. She only gave a light reply when Qin Heming greeted her, and then busied herself chatting with Qin Se.

Soon all the dishes were served, all of which were Jiang Yin and Qin Se's favorites, including a large plate of spicy crayfish.

Qin Heming put on plastic gloves and began peeling crayfish, removing the shells and removing the mud vein with practiced ease.

Jiang Yin suddenly remembered that the last time he peeled shrimp for her was many years ago, when they were both still young.

But look at how skillfully he peels shrimp; it's clear he's done the same thing for others over the years.

After peeling a few, Qin Heming placed them on a plate and pushed it towards Jiang Yin:

"How does it taste? I found it online, and everyone says this place has amazing spicy crayfish."

Before Jiang Yin could make a move, Qin Se picked up her chopsticks, grabbed a crayfish, and stuffed it into her mother's mouth. Jiang Yin had no choice but to open her mouth and catch it.

Qin Se asked expectantly, "Mom, is it delicious?"

"...Delicious." Jiang Yin smiled at her son.

"Then, Mom, you have to eat more. And this, steamed pork ribs with rice flour, open your mouth, ah..."

"Mom, this fish is delicious, let me remove the bones for you..."

"Mom, this is your favorite soup, have a sip..."

"..."

Throughout the meal, Qin Se was like a little spinning top, using her chopsticks, which she wasn't very skilled at, to pick food for her mother, picking out any bones, as if she wanted to personally feed every dish to her mother to taste.

Jiang Yin felt a warm glow in her heart as she looked at this three-and-a-half-year-old boy.

She gently rubbed Qin Se's little face: "Se Se, you eat too, Mommy can eat by herself."

Qin Se happily snuggled into her mother's arms to eat together.

Qin Heming maintained a good attitude throughout. He was quite talkative at first, but when he saw that Jiang Yin didn't want to talk to him, he stopped bothering her and her son. He just smiled and peeled shrimp and removed fish bones, then put the shrimp and fish meat into a small dish and pushed it in front of the mother and son.

Jiang Yin knew why he was in such a good mood. It was simply because she had taken the initiative to file for divorce and promised not to bother him anymore. He was relieved, and naturally, he felt much better.

She felt uncomfortable seeing Qin Heming touch things, but fortunately he either used serving chopsticks or wore gloves the whole time. Jiang Yin didn't want Qin Heming to feel uncomfortable, so she silently endured it.

After meals, when eating fruit.

Jiang Yin and Qin Se said:

"Next time you come, call your mom in advance, in case she's not in Shennan and you won't be able to see her."

"Dad said he has a surprise for you." Qin Se sat on Jiang Yin's lap and ate a banana.

Qin Heming added from the side, "I came to Hong Kong on a business trip and brought him along to meet you."

Jiang Yin nodded without saying anything.

She still had a lot of work to do, so after finishing the fruit, she said goodbye to Qin Se with reluctance.

.......

At 9 p.m., Sun Lifeng compiled the several reports submitted by the finance department into a simpler and clearer table so that Shen Lan could understand them at a glance.

After pressing the save button, he shut down his computer, stood up, stretched, moved his sore shoulders and back, grabbed his trench coat, and left the office.

As I drove into the traffic, I noticed that the weather in Beijing had changed in the past few days, with cold air pushing a light autumn rain against the car window.

It's so late, and the roads are still very congested.

Sun Lifeng drove aimlessly, inching forward little by little in the traffic.

Just then, a familiar musical ringtone sounded.

Sun Lifeng sighed and pressed the call button on the steering wheel.

Shen Lan's voice came through the car radio: "Xiao Sun, are you at the company right now?"

Sun Lifeng composed himself and resumed his usual respectful tone:

"Hello, Mr. Shen. I'm not at the company; I'm on my way home. How can I help you?"

"Oh, you do this. Go to 'Flame' now. Your brother Qi is drinking there. Keep an eye on him for me. Don't let him touch that kind of thing, and don't let him hang out with Gong Hai or that other guy, Li Changpeng. Those two are no good."

"...But, Brother Qi won't listen to me..." Sun Lifeng bit his lower lip, but still hesitated before speaking.

Shen Lan's voice immediately rose eight octaves, "Just say I sent you, and he wouldn't listen, so you're telling me? You think you're so tough?"

"......good."

Sun Lifeng hung up the phone expressionlessly, turned on his turn signal, and changed lanes to the right, startling a honking of horns in the congested traffic.

I won't be able to get home before midnight tonight.

The car slowly made its way to the bar street.

Sun Liqi pushed open the heavy metal door of 'Flame' and was met with a tidal wave of noise.

There seems to be some kind of event today; there are a lot of people.

On stage, a heavy metal band is giving a passionate performance, with electric guitars and drums sounding like they're going to lift the roof off.

Sun Lifeng walked confidently to the U-shaped booth by the window.

Gu Liqi slumped on the black semi-circular sofa, his face flushed, clearly having had a round of drinks.

Gong Hai and Li Changpeng were also slumped on the sofa, one on each side.

There were two other people on the sofa whom Sun Lifeng had never seen before.

Gu Liqi saw Sun Lifeng, gestured towards the edge of the sofa, and Sun Lifeng naturally sat down on the sofa and took out his phone to look at it.

The bar was filled with bizarre and outlandish costumes, which clashed sharply with Sun Lifeng's stiff suit and thick black-rimmed glasses.

He was used to it and didn't care.

Half an hour later, the band's performance on stage came to an end.

Gong Hai winked at Gu Liqi and Li Changpeng, and the two understood.

The three of them slowly stood up and lazily walked out of the booth.

As Gu Liqi passed Sun Lifeng, he kicked his shoe and said, "I'm going upstairs to rest for a while. You wait here."

Sun Lifeng didn't even look up, just said, "Hmm..."