He leaned back in his chair, panting heavily after his actions.
His bloodshot eyes were inexplicably shedding tears.
Large patches on his face were wet.
"But did you, in the past, ever understand others' pain, struggle, or confusion?"
"When have you ever not stood high above, judging others?"
"You have a family, a background, no financial worries, so you can be reckless, using your abilities to do what you like."
"But that doesn't mean everyone else is like you, treating money like dirt."
"You know nothing, understand nothing, so why do you condescendingly scorn and despise everything?"
Each word from the other side felt like thorns piercing Ming Yanlun's eyes and heart.
It continuously stirred the deepest shame within him.
At this moment.
A sentence popped up on the screen, completely crushing him—
"At least, we, the Deep Web, never break the law."
Ming Yanlun covered his face and sobbed.
Only now did he realize how ridiculous he had been, constantly showing off his skills online in the past.
Like a clown.
He sobbed, and then inexplicably laughed.
When his family knelt before him, he had no other choice.
They cried, saying he was the Ming family's only trump card, and that the Ming family could only rely on him this time.
If he didn't help.
He would become a sinner of the Ming family.
He would become the culprit responsible for the Ming family's bankruptcy.
What could he do?
Would he watch his own relatives die?
Watch his family be destroyed?
Ultimately, he couldn't bear to.
He embarked on this path.
But Z discovered him, doing these illegal things using the internet.
So Z appeared and stopped him.
This made him feel even more pain and humiliation.
Suddenly, a voice notification sounded on the computer.
Ming Yanlun slowly moved his hands away from his face.
His eyes, still wet with tears, hurt a bit as he looked at the brightly lit screen.
He squinted.
He saw a call icon on the screen.
It was…
Z's voice call!
Almost instinctively, Ming Yanlun quickly moved his mouse and accepted the call.
He didn't bother asking how Z managed to send a voice call to his computer.
Actually, there was no need to ask.
Because the other party was Z.
As long as there was internet.
Nothing Z did was surprising.
"Z, is that you? It's you, right?" Ming Yanlun's voice was choked with emotion, with a hint of cautious probing.
On the other end, there was a crackling static sound.
Then, a voice, processed by a voice changer and completely genderless, came from his speakers: "The condescending fifth young master of the Ming family, are you crying?"
The tone carried a hint of faint mockery.
Ming Yanlun was stunned for a moment.
He had initially thought that by hearing the other party's voice, he would know whether Z was male or female, old or young.
Unexpectedly…
The other party had no intention of revealing their identity.
Moreover, the other party already knew his true identity.
That was also true.
His computer had been invaded by Z.
It wasn't surprising that Z could get his data.
He let out a bitter, choked laugh: "Do you want to see me make a fool of myself?"
"I'm not interested in you." Even with the processing, Z's voice conveyed a sense of indifferent calm.
For some reason.
Ming Yanlun's mind suddenly flashed with Ming Zheng's stunningly beautiful face.
It seemed…
Ming Zheng's usual demeanor towards him was just as indifferent.
He shook his head.
At this moment.
Why would he even think of the person who had caused their Ming family to end up like this?
It was Ming Zheng who had caused him to walk down this path that he himself disdained, under the tearful pleas of his family.
Ming Yanlun covered his eyes, his voice filled with a颓然 and powerless tone: "Then why did you stop me?"
"What is the Ming family's objective in attacking the Wang family?" Z asked indifferently.
Ming Yanlun's eyelashes fluttered. He didn't quite understand why Z was asking this question.
This was the Ming family's private affair, what did it have to do with Z?
Z clearly had no patience. After a few seconds of silence, seeing that he hadn't answered, Z's voice turned cold: "I have already uploaded all the evidence of your attack on the Wang family."
The implication was.
If he continued to remain silent.
Z would make him "silently tread the sewing machine" directly.
Ming Yanlun clenched his fists tightly.
Meaning…
Z had known about him since he started invading the Wang family's firewall.
But she hadn't made a move.
Only when he successfully breached the firewall and attempted to attack the Wang family's core system did she intervene.
It was precisely to capture the evidence of his attack on the Wang family!
"I..."
Ming Yanlun's voice was incredibly hoarse, his eyeballs seemed to bulge even more, and the whites of his eyes were covered with a thick layer of bloodshot capillaries.
Under the screen's illumination, he appeared increasingly eerie.
Just as he was about to speak.
He suddenly heard a voice from the other end of the call.
That voice, transmitted through Z's call, had also been processed by a voice changer.
But it still clearly entered Ming Yanlun's ears—
"A Zheng, why are you still not asleep so late? What are you and that brat Chi Xian doing hiding in the computer room?"
"Is this… Ming family's dog-like fifth brother's information? Your own biological brother?"
Ming Yanlun's mind exploded with a "buzz."
Those words and sentences felt like thunderclaps, bombarding him.
He was unable to think at all.
His mind was filled only with…
The words "A Zheng," "dog-like fifth brother," and "biological brother."
And…
The name Chi Xian, who struck fear into the hearts of all who mentioned him.
Zheng, Chi Xian, Fifth Brother, Biological Brother.
When these four words were put together.
A figure had already formed in his mind.
"A Zheng" equals Ming Zheng.
Therefore, Z, who he was on a voice call with, equals Ming Zheng.
Z is Ming Zheng!
Ming Yanlun was completely stunned.
He couldn't believe this deduction.
In his mind, he kept finding excuses, trying to overturn this extremely obvious inference.
Just then.
The voice call suddenly disconnected.
Ming Yanlun remained dazed and stunned, unable to recover from the shock.
-
Ming Zheng pulled off her headphones and looked up at her third senior brother, who had walked in.
Third Senior Brother's expression was not good.
Of course, this bad expression was mainly directed at Chi Xian, who was sitting next to her.
"Third Brother."
Chi Xian seemed oblivious to Mo Yunheng's hostile gaze. He smiled obediently and curved his lips at Mo Yunheng, greeting him.
Then, taking charge, he waved at Mo Yunheng: "Third Brother, Zheng Bao is so amazing. I'm enjoying the hacker battle starring Zheng Bao."
Mo Yunheng was disgusted by Chi Xian's constant address of "Third Brother."
His expression turned even uglier.
He strode over, his gaze like a sharp blade, slicing fiercely at Chi Xian: "My junior sister is indeed amazing."