I was once the youngest co-founder of a tech empire. Then, on the night we celebrated our company’s hundred-billion-dollar valuation, my husband and best friend pushed me off a skyscraper with their own hands.
When I opened my eyes again, I was Su Jing, a low-level intern at a rival company.
Twenty-two years old, with nothing to my name but an unfamiliar body and a heart tempered in hell.
Shen Zhou, my former husband, was using the technical blueprints I had left behind to build his business empire.
Gu Weiwei, the best friend I’d loved like a sister, was now basking in the glow of being “the founder’s wife,” smiling like a flower.
They thought everything was under their control.
What they didn’t know was that the seemingly meek new hire was using the rules they knew best to set a trap no one would notice.
I used an advanced vulnerability analysis to open the doors of Deep Blue Technology.
I embarrassed Gu Weiwei in public for the first time with a “casual” competitor report.
I shook their most crucial funding round with an anonymous analyst’s email.
I didn’t cry or scream.
I simply typed out every line of code, offered precise conclusions in every meeting, and sharpened the fangs of my past life into the edge of this one, alone in the dead of night.
Then, at an industry summit at the top of the field, the spotlights came on.
I picked up the microphone and faced the assembled elites, as well as the two of them, their faces suddenly ashen.
“Regarding the core algorithm vulnerabilities at Huanchen Technology, the evidence of data theft, and the truth behind that ‘accident’ three years ago…”
I smiled faintly, my gaze cold as ice.
“Please allow me to give you a detailed report.”
◆ Cool Genius x Sweet-on-the-Outside, Dark-on-the-Inside Revenge ◆
◆ Modern Workplace Life-and-Death Struggle x Intellectual Overmatch ◆
This time, I won’t be a pawn. I’ll be the one moving the pieces.
