Lu Zeyan sat at his private terminal late into the night.
The screen still locked.
Password still denied.
He wasn't mad.
He was… intrigued.
"Why is my wife running multi-layer encryption at 3 a.m.?"
"Why is she coding like someone who built her own language?"
He began to investigate.
Not forcefully. Just… quietly.
He wrote a shadow code script.
Tracked the hidden signals pinging from their home Wi-Fi.
He blinked when he saw it.
An untraceable, high-frequency encryption signature— exactly the kind that "XYN" was rumored to use.
His heart raced.
"No way."
Meanwhile… Yinyin
Yinyin sat in the living room, pretending to watch reality TV while subtly scanning her security alerts.
"Someone tried to ping my signal.
From... inside the house."
She slowly turned toward Zeyan's study.
"No no no no no.
You better be doing stock reports and not tracing me, husband."
She opened her laptop under a blanket.
Started coding a decoy program — something to throw him off.
"You taught me finance.
I taught myself cyber war.
Let's see who wins."
That Night at Dinner
Silence.
They sat across from each other, sipping soup.
Zeyan said casually:
"You've been staying up late lately."
She smiled too sweetly.
"Just watching drama."
He nodded.
"Ah. Lots of encryption in that drama?"
She choked.
"Excuse me?"
He smirked.
"The subtitles. Very... scrambled."
She narrowed her eyes.
"Are you spying on me, CEO Lu?"
He raised a brow.
"Are you hiding something from me, Mrs. Lu?"
They both stared.
The room buzzed with tension.
Then she stood up and kissed his cheek.
"Goodnight, my nosy genius."
"Sleep tight, my suspicious little liar."
Later That Night – Both of Them…
Zeyan:
"Her code is... insane. Brilliant. Untraceable. She's not just messing around. She's a ghost."
Yinyin:
"His counter-trace algorithm was two levels deep. How does he even know what that is?!"
Neither said a word.
They just sat in separate rooms…
Trying to out-hack each other…
While accidentally falling more in love.
She pointed at bullet points like:
• Stress Reduction = Increased Productivity
• Chocolate = Morale Booster
• Vanilla = Neutral Asset
• Mango = Risk Investment
The CFO was sweating.
"Ma'am, respectfully—this isn't tax code."
She gasped. "You doubt my authority? I'm literally Mrs. Lu!"
Just then, the door opened.
Zeyan walked in. Slowly. Silently.
She didn't see him yet.
"And if any of you tell him I was here, I'll replace your passwords with Taylor Swift lyrics—"
"Too late," Zeyan said behind her.
She froze.
Turned.
Smiled innocently.
"Hi, hubby. I fixed the company."
Aftermath
Zeyan dismissed the board with a single glance.
Then stared at her.
She blinked.
"Are you mad or impressed?"
He walked closer.
"That depends. How many departments did you accidentally fire?"
"Only two! But they weren't real departments! I think. One was just called 'Server Dungeon.'"
He closed his eyes.
"Xu Yinyin. You are... exhausting."
She grinned.
"But also adorable?"
He sighed.
"Adorably insane."
And kissed her forehead.