Ex-wife becomes the world's number one hacker

Looking at that bright smile, Jian Tingyun suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu, as if he had seen it somewhere before. He tried hard to remember, but couldn't quite recall where.

He lowered his head, coughed lightly, rubbed his hands on his pants, picked up the bowl, took a sip of soup, and forced himself to calm down.

Lin Xiyue came out of the private room and stood in front of the railing on the second-floor platform to wait for someone, while glancing down at the bustling crowd in the cafeteria below.

She suddenly noticed that Jian Tingyun and Jiang Yin were sitting facing each other in the corner. Jiang Yin was swiping her phone on the table with her finger, seemingly looking at pictures.

Jian Tingyun's back was visible, so his expression couldn't be seen, but his finger was pointing at the pictures on the phone, as if he was introducing something to Jiang Yin. So, this phone belongs to Jian Tingyun?

Lin Xiyue's face suddenly turned cold, her eyes as if they were filled with ice.

"They're collaborating. Old Jian has an incredibly keen sense of smell. He spotted the two professors before they even joined Tianyu and seized the opportunity," Xie Jinxing remarked as he walked over to Lin Xiyue and witnessed the scene.

"Look, his agricultural drones have hit the market and are incredibly popular. Even the national television station reported on it, saying it made a huge contribution to the technological advancement of agriculture. He's made money and gained fame at the same time. He's completely dominated the agricultural drone market. It's a trillion-dollar market, wow!" Xie Jinxing clicked his tongue in envy.

Lin Xiyue steadied herself: Yes, they're just business partners, what's the big deal?

Then, she smiled to herself, secretly amused at her oversensitivity.

"What are you looking at?" Qin Heming's voice rang in her ears. Lin Xiyue looked at Qin Heming and found that he had also seen Jian Tingyun and Jiang Yin's interaction. But he only raised an eyebrow slightly, then expressionlessly looked away and walked towards the curved staircase.

A smile unconsciously spread across Lin Xiyue's face, so she ignored Jiang Yin and followed Qin Heming and Xie Jinxing with her head held high.

Jian Tingyun finished lunch with Jiang Yin absentmindedly, then returned to the office in a daze. Sitting at her desk, she could see a corner of Building 2 in Area A through the floor-to-ceiling window, and spent the whole afternoon looking at it.

All my unusual behavior over the past period has now been explained: those unconscious advances, the so-called concern shown by the client for the contractor's staff because of the project, the so-called reluctance to let go... all these behaviors point to one conclusion: I had unknowingly fallen deeply in love.

After get off work, he returned home in a daze, unsure whether to cry or laugh.

He could only alternate between crying and laughing, sitting down and getting up to spin around.

At first, Soybean followed him around his feet, but later, exhausted, it just lay in its bed, tilting its head and looking at its owner with a big question mark on its little head. Then, it simply fell asleep, its head lolling to one side.

Jian Tingyun was also tired from turning around. She covered her face with her hands and cried out, "Ah—!"

Huangdou woke up with a start, staring at him in surprise with wide eyes, his usually limp ears standing up.

Jian Tingyun quickly apologized to Huang Dou: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Dad was wrong, I shouldn't have woken you up."

He then picked up the soybeans and lay down on the deck chair on the balcony.

The night outside the window was deep and dark. With the Spring Festival approaching, there were occasional bursts of firecrackers and fireworks rising into the sky.

His residence is located on high ground, a large single-level apartment on a high floor.

On ordinary nights, he enjoys looking down at the city lights and gazing at the twinkling stars in the night sky. Sipping a glass of red wine, observing the heavens and the earth, he feels an indescribable peace and contentment.

But tonight, the familiar scene took on a different meaning: the fireworks were lonely, the lights were lonely, and the starry sky was lonely.

He was very lonely!

I feel ashamed to think that this is the first time I've ever felt my heart flutter in my twenty-seven or twenty-eight years of life.

I had two lukewarm relationships due to family pressure, and each one ended without a trace. In the end, we were so indifferent that we didn't even bother to say goodbye.

This mix of excitement, panic, and pleasure intrigued him.

He was always confident in his strong sense of control, and he almost never lost his composure.

But this time, he felt he was out of control.

What should I do?

There was the sound of an elevator running outside. Huang Dou suddenly raised his head from Jian Tingyun's chest, carefully listened, and then jumped down without hesitation, rushing to the front door before the fingerprint lock on the entrance door could be unlocked.

Jian Tingyun let out a muffled groan as she was kicked, clutching her abdomen with both hands.

As soon as Cheng Yu opened the door, he saw Huang Dou jumping three feet high to welcome him.

Cheng Yu picked it up, dodging Huang Dou's tongue as it licked his face, and walked into the dark living room.

"Huh? DouDou, your dad hasn't come home yet, is he?"

He reached the wall, turned on the living room light, and suddenly noticed what appeared to be a person lying on the dark balcony lounge chair.

"Aaaaaahh ...

Cheng Yu was so frightened that he jumped up.

Jian Tingyun slapped the lamp on the balcony, sat up, and frowned, shouting, "What are you yelling about?"

Upon seeing that it was Jian Tingyun, Cheng Yu felt relieved, but still complained to him with lingering fear:

"What are you doing, cousin? You're lying there all dark and scary."

Jian Tingyun remained silent.

Cheng Yu, holding soybeans, sat on the beanbag chair opposite the recliner and carefully observed Jian Tingyun's expression.

"Troubled by love?" Cheng Yu asked tentatively.

Jian Tingyun was startled and looked at Cheng Yu, quite surprised by the freshman's keen observation: "Is it that obvious?"

"Obviously, it's written all over his face, hahaha." Cheng Yu laughed cheerfully. "Cousin, you've finally met your match? You always have this aloof and indifferent look on your face, I thought you didn't have any emotions or desires."

"Stop talking nonsense and get lost." Jian Tingyun frowned and stared at Cheng Yu.

"Hey, hey, stop joking. If you like someone, just go after them. What are you worrying about?" Cheng Yu put away his playful smile and became serious.

"Nonsense, do you think I need you to tell me if you can win me over?" Jian Tingyun lowered her eyes and looked at the ground, her expression somber.

"What do you mean? Is she a married woman?" Cheng Yu deliberately made up a big question, just to tease her.

Jian Tingyun glanced at him but said nothing.

"Oh? Is that really true? To be honest, I don't agree. We can't be the other woman; it's immoral," Cheng Yu said righteously.

"...What if we get divorced?" Jian Tingyun paused, then asked tentatively.

"Of course that's fine. Huh? No way, you really like married women? Bro, you can't be that serious, there are plenty of wealthy socialites out there, you wouldn't be so foolish, would you?" Cheng Yu put the soybeans on the ground, squatted down himself, and tilted his head to examine his cousin's face.

A moment later, he plopped back down on the beanbag chair. "Bro, are you serious? Will Auntie agree?"

Jian Tingyun turned to look out the window, and after a long while, said quietly, "I can't worry about that. I have to take care of myself first."

Cheng Yu stared in disbelief for a long time before muttering, "Cousin, you've really surprised everyone with your words; the old house is on fire."

Jian Tingyun suddenly remembered something, turned around and said fiercely to Cheng Yu, "Don't tell anyone! If you dare to say anything, I'll tell Auntie all the 'good deeds' you've done! And you get out of here, don't come here to hide away."

Cheng Yu didn't say a word, but put his hand to his lips and made a zipping motion, then nodded heavily.

Actually, there was something else Jian Tingyun hadn't told Cheng Yu: the person he had fallen in love with was his best friend's wife. Now, his biggest dilemma was how to get along with his best friend in the future.

Jian Tingyun didn't sleep well all night, having countless dreams. Jiang Yin, Qin Heming, Xie Jinxing, Li Tianmu, his parents and relatives took turns visiting his dreams. He would think about this and that, sometimes happy and sometimes melancholy, and he didn't have a moment of peace all night.

When he woke up in the morning, he had only one thought in his mind:

I want to see her!

Yes, we can't wait a moment longer!

Cheng Yu is right, the old house caught fire and was about to burn down completely.