I Regained My Memories and Became Rich After Getting Divorced

Chapter 143: Being Hacked

Translator: _Min_

Gu Dai looked at Zhou Ci, who was earnestly awaiting her response. She opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke. “I’m curious about what you went through in the training camp that turned you into this…playboy. Perhaps this isn’t your true nature but a facade you’ve put on.”

Zhou Ci was the only grandson of the Zhou family and had been doted upon since birth. Despite that, he didn’t grow up to be willful or capricious. He had always been as well-behaved and clever as his cherubic features suggested, even showing an interest in the family business.

According to Gu Dai’s information, one year, a relative of the Zhou family, in a bid for company power, tried to eliminate its heir—Zhou Ci.

He had nearly lost his life.

After dealing with that, Zhou Ci was sent to an overseas training camp.

When he returned years later, he was a changed man—habitually skipping work and started to become a playboy, embodying the epitome of a dissolute young master.

Zhou Ci was taken aback. He hadn’t expected Gu Dai to know him so intimately. Only his family and a few close friends were privy to the fact that he had been sent to a training camp; others simply thought he had been abroad for leisure. “How did you find out about the training camp?” he asked, curiously. “As far as I know, the location and purpose of those camps are highly secretive.”

Gu Dai looked down slightly, responding softly, “1 have my ways.”

Seeing that Gu Dai didn’t want to elaborate, Zhou Ci didn’t press. Instead, his voice, tinged with a magnetic, playful quality, probed, “Aren’t you curious about why my personality changed so much? If you date me, 1’11 tell you.”

As he spoke, Zhou Ci struck what he considered a signature, suave pose.

Had it been any other young woman, she might’ve been utterly charmed by this display. But Gu Dai was different. Unmoved by his theatrics, she responded calmly, “In that case, never mind. I’d rather not know.”

Zhou Ci was at a loss for words, utterly unprepared for Gu Dai’s response.

Just as he was about to speak again, Gu Dai’s phone rang, cutting him off.

She saw it was a call from her secretary, Zheng Ming, and promptly answered, “What’s going on?”

Zheng Ming’s voice was tinged with urgency. “It’s bad, Ms. Gu. Hackers are infiltrating our internal system, and our tech team is struggling to hold them off.”

Gu Dai remained unfazed. “Understood. Have the team continue their defense. I’ll handle the rest.”

Zheng Ming felt a weight lift off his shoulders. He had blind faith in her abilities and was confident she would resolve the issue.

After she hung up, Gu Dai pulled out her laptop, her eyes focused intently on the screen. Her slender, ivory fingers danced over the keys, so fast they almost created afterimages.

Sitting not too far away, Zhou Ci had heard Gu Dai’s phone conversation and now watched her actions with disbelief. A mind-boggling thought occurred to him: Is Gu Dai coding to counter the hackers?

Having studied coding himself, Zhou Ci understood some of it, but he had never seen anyone type so quickly.

His eyes remained glued to Gu Dai’s movements until she finally shut her laptop. “Is… is it fixed?” he asked, still in a daze.

It was only then that Gu Dai realized she had an audience. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she warned, “I expect you to keep this matter to yourself. Don’t tell anyone.”

Understanding the meaning of her words, Zhou Ci quickly assured her, “Don’t worry, my lips are sealed.”

After making his promise, Zhou Ci looked at Gu Dai and expressed his concern. “I think you should consult a professional hacker. After all, the person on the other end is Song Ling, and he’s exceptionally skilled at hacking. Maybe this was just a ploy.”

Unperturbed, Gu Dai responded, “I’m confident in my abilities. But did you just say that the person attempting to hack into the company’s system is Song Ling?”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Zhou Ci nodded firmly. “Yes, it was definitely Song Ling..”