Ex-wife becomes the world's number one hacker

Shen Lan frowned. She had just heard Lin Xiyue say that this was actually Jiang Yin's small shop.

Her gaze swept coldly over the small shop: such a shabby storefront, the words "Tianyu Technology" written on large white sheets of paper and taped to the glass door with transparent tape. Looking from the outside in, it was equally simple.

What good stuff can you expect to sell in such a shabby little shop?

Waste is waste!

She used to roll around in the mud like a little monkey, and now she's completely mired in the mud, which actually suits her quite well.

Lin Xiyue crossed her arms, a slight smile playing on one corner of her lips. Wearing white high heels, her gaze swept back and forth between Jiang Yin and the small shop before she slowly spoke:

"Mom, Mom, so opening a small shop now... counts as starting a business? But it's pretty good. It's a small happiness to be able to do something you can do."

She deliberately emphasized the word "entrepreneurship," with a hint of amusement in her voice.

Ding Meiyu nodded slightly, seemingly in complete agreement, and gracefully surveyed everything:

"Yes, it's not shameful to be able to know your place, not to think about things that are out of reach, and to earn your own living. After all, not everyone can appreciate the view from a high place."

Shen Lan, who was standing to the side, finally couldn't help but burst out laughing:

"If you want to do something else, you have to have real skills. Actually, the path you choose is also a matter of fate. Some people force things that don't belong to them, and in the end, they inevitably... suffer embarrassment."

She paused, then sighed, "If you ask me, people have to face reality. A young lady's ambition at the expense of a maid's life is the worst thing you can do."

Lin Xiyue chuckled, covering her mouth, at Shen Lan's blunt words. She affectionately put her arm around Shen Lan's shoulder and turned to Ding Meiyu, saying:

"Mom, listen to what I'm saying. It may be blunt, but the truth is right."

Jiang Yin stood still, her fists clenched quietly at her sides, watching them sing in unison with a cold gaze.

Tang Ning heard something was wrong outside the store and quickly walked out.

Seeing this scene, my blood rushed to my head: Damn it, speak of the devil and he appears!

Fearing that Jiang Yin might suffer a loss, Tang Ning was about to step forward.

Just then, the drone controlled by Mengmeng wobbled past and crashed violently into the pillar!

With a soft "snap," the rope hanging the flowerpot snapped.

The flowerpot was just hung up this morning, filled with loose soil and densely packed, short pansies.

The flowerpot tilted suddenly, spilling out damp soil that landed squarely on Lin Xiyue and Shen Lan, drenching them from head to toe. Even Ding Meiyu, who was standing nearby, was not spared, her cheongsam splattered with mud.

The three of them immediately screamed and instinctively dodged to the side.

Ding Meiyu twisted her high heels and almost fell. She hurriedly grabbed the shelf next to her to steady herself.

Before they could even figure out what was going on, the empty flowerpot, now free of its tether, crashed to the ground with a thud, splashing them with the remaining flowers and mud.

Fortunately, the flowerpot was just a fake wrapped in black plastic sheeting; otherwise, a bloody incident might have occurred.

The group of people who had been so arrogant and critical were now thoroughly humiliated.

The brown mud instantly stained their carefully styled hair and expensive clothes, making the scene look extremely comical.

Upon seeing this, Tang Ning immediately clapped his hands and burst into laughter.

Zhuang Xiaoxiao, who lived in the shop next door, had already sensed that the three people were up to no good. She had been watching from the doorway, ready to speak up for Jiang Yin at any time.

Seeing this delightful scene, she couldn't help but slap her thigh and laugh heartily.

Seeing that she had caused trouble, Mengmeng shoved the handle into Jiang Yin's hand and ran away in a flash.

Jiang Yin looked at the three people covered in mud and flower petals and couldn't hold back any longer, bursting out laughing.

Shen Lan was immediately enraged, pointing her finger at Jiang Yin and shouting sternly, "You worthless wretch, you deserve it—"

Before he could finish speaking, Ding Meiyu grabbed his wrist and stopped him with a sharp look in her eyes.

Shen Lan immediately realized that she couldn't cause a scene in public: if Jiang Yin recklessly exposed Yueyue's affair and someone filmed it and posted it online, it would be a huge loss.

Lin Xiyue realized this instantly. Ignoring her disheveled state, she grabbed a mother's hand and whispered, "Let's go."

The three of them immediately turned and left.

The surrounding shops usually get along well, and they had already figured out that the women were there to cause trouble, so they were all keeping an eye on things.

Now, seeing them fleeing in disarray, one person even took out a copper basin and started banging it, filling the whole street with a joyful atmosphere.

Zhuang Xiaoxiao clapped her hands and jumped up and down, shouting, "Run away, run away, run away in a sorry state!"

Hearing the commotion ahead, Gu Tingfeng and Lin Rongsen immediately walked out of the shop they were browsing.

Gu Tingfeng spotted Jiang Yin standing in the middle of the road, and not far away, his wife and Lin Xiyue were helping Ding Meiyu walk with a limp.

His heart tightened, and he was about to ask Jiang Yin, "What happened?"

Suddenly, a round-faced little girl pointed at Lin Rongsen and shouted in a shrill voice:

"That scumbag! That cheating scumbag! He killed my aunt!"

Lin Rongsen was struck dumb. He looked at the little girl and his face turned ashen. He swayed and almost fell over.

Gu Tingfeng hurriedly helped Lin Rongsen up: "Rongsen, Rongsen, what's wrong?"

"Go...go quickly..." Lin Rongsen's voice was weak and filled with barely suppressed panic.

Although Gu Tingfeng didn't understand what was going on, seeing that Lin Rongsen was in extremely poor condition, he didn't bother to ask any questions. He quickly helped Lin Rongsen up and hurriedly left in the direction of the three women.

Zhuang Xiaoxiao watched their disheveled figures, stopped stomping her feet, and just kept cursing loudly: "You scumbag, you have no conscience."

Jiang Yin walked over, put her hand on her shoulder, and asked softly, "What happened?"

Zhuang Xiaoxiao turned around, her eyes still filled with hatred: "That Lin Rongsen cheated on me with the student my aunt was sponsoring, and he killed my aunt."

"Your aunt is—"

"Zhuang Zinan".

Seeing Jiang Yin deep in thought, Zhuang Xiaoxiao quickly asked, "Sister Yin, do you know my aunt?"

Jiang Yin shook her head. "I've heard the elders in my family mention it."

Then he asked, "Is she your biological aunt?"

"No, it's my aunt. My great-grandfather only had my aunt as his child. After my aunt died, my great-grandmother passed away soon after due to excessive grief. My great-grandfather was left all alone, so he moved in with my family." Zhuang Xiaoxiao became more and more depressed as she spoke.

Jiang Yin never expected to meet Zhuang Zinan's family here. What a small world!

"I wonder which of those three women is the ungrateful bastard who cheated on her husband," Zhuang Xiaoxiao said indignantly.

"The one wearing a cheongsam."

"Sure enough, a fox-like face, a heartless scoundrel." Zhuang Xiaoxiao spat, then looked at Jiang Yin and asked with concern:

"Sister Yin, what is your relationship with them? Why are they causing trouble for you?"

"Hmm...we have a bit of a history."

Seeing that Jiang Yin didn't want to elaborate, Zhuang Xiaoxiao didn't ask any further questions.

........

Worried that Lin Xiyue and the others would cause trouble again, Tang Ning canceled his plan to visit the assembly plant the next day and stayed at the store all day.

Around noon, the manager, Uncle Yang, came to the shop again.

This time, instead of speaking at the door, he walked straight into the store.

"Hey you two young people, why do you keep picking on big shots? My nephew told me that the Qin family is also coming after you. If it weren't for someone protecting you, your little shop would have been wiped out twice over."

After seeing Uncle Yang off, Tang Ning was so angry that she paced back and forth in the shop.

Jiang Yin wasn't very angry; she had expected it: how could he stand idly by when his beloved was humiliated?

Jiang Yin lost her motivation to work, frowning as she pondered what measures they would take after realizing the situation was unmanageable.

Just then, the cell phone rang.

She looked down and saw it was Qin Heming's number!