After the Divorce, I Handed over the Ceo's Son to the State

Tens of millions of smart devices in the city were hacked at the same time. Lin Wanxing looked at the exact same content on his five-year-old son's computer, and then looked at the laptop with "X" written on it next to his pillow. Lin Wanxing never thought that her five-year-old son would become a hacker. As the news played on a loop, she looked at her son's sleeping face and made the most difficult decision in her life - to take him and hand him over to the country. He took a deep breath and dialed the reporting hotline: "Hey, the hacker you are looking for is my son. He is five years old and has not yet entered elementary school." When the domineering ex-husband heard the news, he thought he could finally take care of the woman he had forced to the point of desperation, so he brought a team of lawyers to the door to demand her death. As a result, he was stopped by a soldier: "Sir, you need to apply for visitation three working days in advance." Later, he watched the man wearing silver-rimmed glasses squat down to discuss codes with his son, watched the iron-blooded soldier send his ex-wife home every night, watched his son rank the canteen aunt fifth, but ranked his biological father last. Boss Ba cried with red eyes: "I was wrong, Wanxing, can you come back?" Lin Wanxing pushed him away gently: "It's too late. You can never get back what you lost."