My Wife Is a Hidden Boss

Everyone in the business world knew that the person Huo Sijue hated most was a mysterious rival known only by the codename “Z.”

In three years, Z had snatched seven orders worth tens of billions from under his nose, hacked into his encrypted systems twelve times, and even pushed him to smash a cup in front of the board. Huo Sijue had sworn a vicious oath: if he ever caught Z, he would make them wish they were dead.

Meanwhile, his hopeless little wife, Jiang Zhiyi, was too afraid even to watch someone gut a fish. At the Huo household, she lived like a ghost. If he told her to go east, she wouldn't dare go west; if he told her to kneel, she wouldn't dare stand. Everyone in the capital's social circles laughed at her as “the Huo family's most invisible lady of the house.”

Then one day, with the Huo Group driven to the brink by Z, Huo Sijue returned home early, frazzled and exhausted. As he passed the study, he heard his wife on the phone.

“That idiot Huo Sijue,” Jiang Zhiyi said lazily, “fell right into the trap I set for him again.”

He kicked the door open.

Jiang Zhiyi glanced back at him and smiled sweetly. “Honey, let me explain, ”

Then, right in front of him, she tapped a key on the keyboard.

The Huo Group's stock price plunged in an instant.