The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

In a dimly lit box, a girl with black hair and snow muscles was sitting at a computer desk, tapping rapidly on the keyboard with both hands as if performing a tap dance with her fingertips.

Accompanied by crackling knocking sounds, strings of complicated codes appeared on the screen.

"Done!"

Mu Changying pressed the confirmation button and leaned lazily on the swivel chair.

A loading display bar began to appear on the screen, and a page would automatically jump out when it reached 100%.

The firewall has been breached and successfully invaded the database of the Gu Corporation.

With a deep coldness in her eyes, she mocked lightly, "Tsk...it's really vulnerable."

The Gu family, one of the four famous families in the famous capital city, has nothing more than a security system.

She looked at the jewelry designs on the screen and destroyed them without hesitation.

"Steal the fruits of my labor. If you want to use this to commemorate your position, you must first ask me if I agree."

In the first life, although she grew up in the countryside, she was very talented in jewelry design, so she drew a lot of design drafts in her spare time.

Not only did Gu Qingyun push her into the sea, she replaced her identity and used her designs to gain a lot of limelight, becoming the number one talented woman in the famous capital city.

Mu Changying played with her round fingers and pursed her pink and delicate lips.

"My good sister, I'm back. Are you ready to be torn to pieces by me?"

Her eyes were deep, and there was a biting cold air all over her body.

After erasing the login traces, he walked out of this dilapidated Internet cafe.

The owner of the Internet cafe looked at this fair and innocent girl, shook his head and said, "Kids nowadays are addicted to the Internet and can't help themselves. It's rare to have such a good self-control."

It's only been fifteen minutes since this little girl entered his Internet cafe back and forth.

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Mu Changying strolled on the wide streets, enjoying the joy of regaining what was lost.

It was as if she had fallen into a sugar jar, and her whole body was filled with sweetness and happiness.

"Yingying, you escaped?"

At this time, a magnetic male voice sounded in the ears.

The teenager was wearing black casual clothes and had short hair.

His slanted sword eyebrows were straight, and his fair face was sharp and stern.

Jin Xunye strode forward, reaching out his hand to grab her wrist, "It's great that you escaped."

Mu Changying hurriedly took a few steps back to avoid contact with him.

Where this person was, even the air began to become cloudy.

"Yingying, what's wrong with you?" Seeing her avoiding him, Jin Xunye's brows and eyes were full of doubts.

He looked up at the girl in front of him, but was amazed by her outfit.

There was a hint of obsession in the eyes, but it quickly recovered.

"Leave far away."

"Although you wear cologne, I can still vaguely smell a scum."

Looking at this scumbag in savage clothes, Mu Changying sneered inwardly.

She folded her arms around her chest, and there was a scarlet gleam in her eyes, as if she wanted to cut this person into pieces.

"Also, is this a name you can call?"

The person in front of him had changed so much that he couldn't believe it, and suddenly wondered if he had admitted the wrong person.

The matter was out of control, and Jin Xunye felt restless.

He frowned and looked at her extremely puzzled, and said in a bad tone: "I came to save you with good intentions, why are you crazy? Could it be that the spirit tortured by that devil is a little out of order?"