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

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

Accompanied by the crackling sound, a series of complex codes appeared on the screen.

"It's done!"

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

I saw a loading bar appear on the screen, and when it reaches 100%, a page automatically jumps out.

The firewall has been broken, and the Gu Group's database has been successfully invaded.

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

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

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

"Steal the fruits of my labor, and if you want to use it to honor your position, you must first ask me if I agree."

In her previous life, although she grew up in the countryside, she was particularly gifted with jewelry design, so she drew a lot of design drafts in her spare time.

Gu Qingyun not only pushed her into the sea and replaced her identity, but also used her designs to gain the limelight and became the first talented woman in the famous capital city.

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

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

Her eyes were deep, and her body exuded a biting chill. After erasing the login traces, I walked out of this dilapidated and dilapidated Internet cafe.

The owner of the Internet cafe looked at the innocent girl, shook his head and said, "Children these days are all addicted to the Internet and unable to extricate themselves. It is rare to have such good self-control."

This little girl only took fifteen minutes to enter his Internet cafe.

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Mu Changying roamed the wide streets, enjoying the joy of being lost and found.

She was like falling into a sugar jar, her whole body was sweet and greasy, and she was full of happiness.

"Yingying, you escaped?"

At this moment, a magnetic male voice rang in his ears.

The boy was dressed in black casual clothes and had short hair.

His slanted sword eyebrows are straight, and his fair face is angular and cold.

Jin Tuye strode forward, reaching out to grab her wrist, "It's great that you can escape,"

Mu Changying quickly took a few steps back, avoiding contact with him.

Where there is this person, even the air begins to become cloudy.

"Yingying, what's the matter with you?" Seeing her avoiding him, Jin Tuye's brows and eyes were filled with doubts.

He raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him, but was amazed by her outfit.

There was a hint of obsession in his eyes, but he quickly recovered.

"Leave far away."

"Although you are wearing cologne, I can still smell a faint smell of scum."

Seeing this scumbag in a beastly dress, Mu Changying sneered in her heart.

He clasped his hands around his chest, his red lips slightly parted, and his eyes were sharp, as if he was going to slash this person with a thousand swords.

There was a hint of scarlet luster in her eyes, "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 was admitting the wrong person.

Things were out of control, and Jin Tuye felt a sense of irritability in his heart.

He frowned, looked at her with great puzzlement, and said in a bad tone: "I'm here to save you, why are you crazy? Could it be that the spirit of being tortured by that devil is a little abnormal?"