In the room, the bright lights sharply contrasted with the pitch-black night outside.
Lin Chuan's gaze was fixed on the column labeled 'Huarun Foreign Trade Export Han River District LAN IP' as his eyebrows knitted together and his heart skipped a beat.
The Little Landlady's mother, Liu Meng, was the general manager of Huarun's Han River District.
Could this IP be related to her?
As this question arose, Lin Chuan already had his answer.
Often, questions are asked with answers already in mind.
Now, verification was needed.
For Lin Chuan, verification was merely a flick of the wrist.
He started with the virtual IP to verify.
This wasn't because he distrusted Angelina but because he still harbored a sliver of hope.
However, his hope was quickly dashed.
"Sigh!"
Lin Chuan sighed heavily, slumped into the chair, clutching his heart.
After pondering for a long time,
he got up, shut down the computer, and returned to his room.
At this time, the Little Landlady was still awake.
The inside of the room was brightly lit; the Little Landlady, hugging her knees, was deep in thought about something. Seeing Lin Chuan come in, her eyes lit up, "Chairman, are you done with your work?"
"Xinxin, why haven't you slept yet?"
Lin Chuan asked in surprise.
"I wanted to wait and go to sleep with you." Zhang Xinxin pursed her lips, her delicate and fair face blushing with a shy smile.
Lin Chuan felt like she had touched his heart, and he didn't know what to say in the moment.
"What's the matter, Chairman?"
The Little Landlady lifted her head, tilted it, and leaned closer to Lin Chuan.
Lin Chuan chuckled dryly, gently rubbing the top of her head, "Nothing much, just finished my work, and my head feels a bit swollen."
"Then let me massage it for you."
The Little Landlady promptly stood up, guided Lin Chuan to sit on the edge of the bed, and then began gently massaging his head.
Her technique was clumsy, but Lin Chuan found it very soothing.
It wasn't long before
Lin Chuan grabbed the Little Landlady's hand and said softly, "It's time to sleep."
The Little Landlady pursed her lips and smiled, "Okay, Chairman."
Lin Chuan gently embraced the Little Landlady.
She soon fell asleep, her steady and warm breath spreading across Lin Chuan's neck as he lay awake all night.
The next day.
The sun rose as usual.
The breeze swept across the surface of the Han River, dispersing the dense morning fog, cool but carrying a seemingly pure moisture, blowing into the urban area.
In the grey and black areas of Southeast Asia and among the hacker circles, the battle between Morgan Group and Mr. Lin was the talk of the town.
The 'International Forum - Underworld' section was as always open.
And today, it was particularly lively.
[I heard a big battle took place here last night!]
[Is there a big brother willing to replay it for us!]
[I missed it! But... Mr. Lin is awesome!]
[Right here, Morgan Group took a nasty fall!]
[Isn't Mr. Lin just a web novel writer, very low-profile. Morgan Group, why did you provoke him?]
There is never a shortage of onlookers in the world, especially given Morgan Group's reputation in the grey and black areas; many were glad to see them stumble!
Therefore, they flocked to 'International Forum - Underworld' and 'Dark Live' live streaming platform, joining in the online frenzy.
Of course.
This was a boost to the popularity of the two novels "Hacker Kingdom" and "Black Ice."
A torrent of traffic poured in.
Many who had never read the novels fully subscribed to "Hacker Kingdom" and "Black Ice" right away, and plenty of enthusiastic readers sent gifts.
As a result, the achievements of Lin Chuan's "Black Ice" soared impressively.
[Work: "Black Ice."]
[Current status: Published.]
[Current Popularity Value (Average Subscription): 26,539/50,000]
[Assessment Task: Produce 95% pure addictive drugs (Completed).]
In just under ten hours, the average subscription had risen from eighteen thousand eight to twenty-six thousand five hundred and thirty-nine, a surge that surprised even Lin Chuan.
It's worth noting that this is a novel that has already published a million words and nearly four hundred chapters.
It's not like a newly published book with few chapters, which explains the fast growth.
If the rate of increase continues at this pace, it could reach fifty thousand average subscriptions in another few days.
However,
Lin Chuan's heart was clearly not completely on the success of the subscriptions.
He got up early, made a cup of instant coffee,
and just as Lin Chuan took a sip, the Little Landlady also got up, came to the balcony, and hugged him from behind, "Chairman, is it because of my business that you couldn't sleep all night?"
The wind from outside blew in, hitting Lin Chuan's face.
Lin Chuan set the coffee down on the small table on the balcony, then turned around, gently patting the Little Landlady's back as he consoled her, "I'll handle this matter well."
He had thought about it all night.
Liu Meng belonged to Morgan Group and stood on the opposite side to him.
If she were just an unrelated enemy, she would already be in custody by now.
But she had this layer of a mother-daughter relationship with the Little Landlady.
This put Lin Chuan in a difficult position.
After much consideration, Lin Chuan wanted to meet Liu Meng to see if he could persuade her to turn herself in as a tainted witness and strive for a reduced sentence.
That was something Lin Chuan could do for the Little Landlady.
If Liu Meng insisted on going her own way, he would arrest and bring her to justice right away.
He could contact the police at any time.
"Is it about Liu Meng?"
The Little Landlady, keen-minded, had guessed a little.
Lin Chuan looked into the Little Landlady's clear, water-like eyes, unwilling to deceive her, and could only nod his head.
"Can you tell me what she did?" The Little Landlady pursed her lips and asked.
Lin Chuan was silent for a long time before finally saying, "Have you ever heard of the Morgan Group?"
The Little Landlady shook her head, "No."

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