Ex-wife becomes the world's number one hacker

Lin Xiyue craned her neck and peered through the throng of people to carefully discern the details. She noticed that Liang Jun, the CEO of a well-known domestic new energy vehicle company, was turning his face toward Jiang Yin and nodding frequently as he listened.

Lin Xiyue felt relieved, then immediately mocked herself: So she was leaning over to talk to President Liang. When will she ever get rid of this habit of making a fuss over nothing?

After thinking it over, he chuckled to himself and leaned back in his chair, his back which had been tense.

Since the conference entered its second half, President Liang, who was sitting next to Jiang Yin, had not had a moment to spare.

This entrepreneur, known for his technological obsession, engaged in a lively discussion with Jiang Yin about the technical details of "cross-domain perception fusion." At the level of environmental perception and decision-making, drones and intelligent electric vehicles actually share the same technological language.

"President Jiang's insights are truly enlightening." After listening to Jiang Yin's perspective, President Liang was both surprised and delighted. The problem that had plagued his team for months had such a clear solution in Jiang Yin's hands, prompting him to immediately extend a collaboration invitation.

"We are currently developing a new generation of intelligent driving platform. We wonder if Tianyu is interested in participating?"

Jiang Yin is also very interested in the application of this type of technology in the field of intelligent electric vehicles.

The two immediately began to chat more and more deeply, until the venue was completely empty, at which point they realized they should go to the banquet.

As they walked and talked, they strolled into the banquet hall. As their conversation drew to a close, Jiang Yin noticed Qin Heming walking towards them.

President Liang waved: "President Qin, come here quickly, I'll introduce you to a genius."

Qin Heming smiled and approached, standing in front of the two.

"You don't know each other yet, do you? This is President Jiang of Tianyu, a truly rare genius. This is President Qin of Qin Group, a promising young talent."

During the meeting, noticing that the two had no interaction, General Manager Liang naturally assumed they didn't know each other and very enthusiastically introduced them:

"You geniuses should exchange ideas more often. The younger generation is truly formidable; the future belongs to you."

Jiang Yin flashed a standard social smile, extending her hand as if meeting a stranger, "Nice to meet you, President Qin, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Qin Heming paused for a moment, his eyes flashing, then replied with a smile, "Hello!"

They gently clasped hands.

At this moment, another company CEO waved to Mr. Liang from a short distance away. Mr. Liang waved back and then said to the two of them, "You two chat, I'll go over there for a bit."

As soon as the person walked away, Jiang Yin instantly suppressed her smile and turned to leave, but Qin Heming grabbed her elbow.

"Why are you so thin?" he asked in a low voice. "Have you been eating properly?"

Jiang Yin was taken aback. In order not to attract attention, she turned around gracefully and pulled her hand away from his.

Her face betrayed undisguised surprise: "What does it matter to you whether I'm thin or not? What right do you have to ask that?"

Qin Heming's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he whispered, "I...we're not divorced yet."

Jiang Yin raised her eyebrows high, as if she had heard some outrageous joke: "You still know? Did you forget about this when you were showing off your girlfriend in public?"

He lowered his eyes and remained silent, his emotions completely hidden.

Fearing he might misunderstand and think she was being clingy, she quickly smiled and said, "I didn't mean to criticize you. It's just that our current relationship is best kept polite in public, but distant in private. Don't overthink it; you don't need to worry about your ex-wife! Right, Mr. Qin?"

She then turned and left decisively; to outsiders, the two had merely exchanged friendly greetings.

Before the banquet, Lin Xiyue went to the lounge to change her clothes. She wore a bright red tight-fitting dress, paired with scarlet-based black stilettos, and her bright red lipstick accentuated her lips, making her extremely eye-catching.

Because Xingxin Technology is currently enjoying great success, and given their relationship with Qin Heming, the three of them, along with Qin Heming, were immediately surrounded by the guests upon entering the banquet hall.

But before she knew it, Lin Xiyue suddenly realized that Qin Heming was no longer by her side.

After shaking off the flattery of a few useless entrepreneurs, Lin Xiyue looked up to find Qin Heming.

Suddenly, she noticed that Jiang Yin was talking to Qin Heming. Her heart sank, her face instantly turned icy, and she pursed her lips, taking a step to go over.

Just then, Xie Jinxing's voice rang in her ears: "Xiyue, look who's here?"

Lin Xiyue turned her head and saw that standing in front of her with Xie Jinxing was Wang Qian, the second young master.

Today, Wang Qian sports medium-length hair with slight curls. Some strands are tied into a low ponytail at the back of his head, while the rest falls casually over his shoulders, with a few wisps of hair falling naturally across his forehead. He wears a bespoke black suit with a peak lapel and a black turtleneck, exuding a relaxed artistic temperament amidst his dapper and unrestrained style.

At that moment, he was smiling and looking intently at her through his thin, gold-rimmed glasses.

Since the last concert, she had seen him several times at parties, dances, and other venues. Sometimes she couldn't quite figure out whether his words were praise or criticism, but one thing Lin Xiyue was certain of was that Young Master Wang was very interested in her.

but……

"My beautiful Miss Lin, how have you been?" Wang Qian greeted her in his usual lazy and magnetic voice.

"Great, thank you. I heard you took over your family's tech company?" Lin Xiyue took the glass of champagne Wang Qian handed her and took a sip.

"Hmm, being closer to Miss Lin might give us a chance to collaborate." Wang Qian also raised his glass, took a sip, tilted his head back slightly, let the wine flow naturally down his throat, and swallowed it in one gulp. His Adam's apple bobbed, which looked very sexy.

He always spoke with such passion in a calm tone, making even the sociable Lin Xiyue blush and her heart race, unsure of what to say...

After leaving Qin Heming, Jiang Yin always felt very uncomfortable with the hand that had been held by him, as if a bunch of tiny ants were biting her, and her heart would tighten in waves.

She searched around for a waiter carrying a hot towel. Because of the awards ceremony at the annual meeting, many people recognized her, and she was greeted by people all the way. She endured her discomfort and responded politely to each one. Finally, after much trouble, she found a waiter, took a towel, and quietly went to a corner to wipe her hand that Qin Heming had held.

After entertaining his superiors and important guests, Long Xingyuan began to look around for Jiang Yin's figure.

Jiang Yin wore a blue tweed Chanel-style suit with star shimmer today. She looked fresh and refined yet dignified. Coupled with her outstanding appearance, she would be a beautiful sight no matter where she went.

Long Xingyuan didn't have to exert much effort to spot Jiang Yin quietly wiping her hands in a corner through the bustling crowd.

He watched her stand there quietly: aloof, serene, with a hint of melancholy, like an ethereal spirit untouched by worldly concerns, or more like a snow lotus that had endured hardship and stubbornly bloomed from a craggy rock. Compared to her, everyone else in the hall seemed like ordinary mortals caught up in the mundane world, their eyes clouded by worldly concerns.

Long Xingyuan casually picked up two plates of exquisite cakes from the dining table and strode towards Jiang Yin...