The top star opened his eyes and became cannon fodder, the celebrity's wife was exposed

Chapter 1239 My past life

She put down the magazine, raised her eyes slightly, and met Cheng Yunchuan's gaze from a few meters away.

This glance made Cheng Yunchuan's heart suffocate for half a second. Jiang Mubai's demeanor was too calm. The slightly raised arc at the end of his eyes was as if he was a hunter facing a group of prey that had fallen into his trap. He didn't need to plan for any loopholes and only needed to wait patiently.

"If this is just to divert attention, their move wouldn't fool even a three-year-old child." She said coldly.

He picked up the phone beside him, slid his slender fingers across the screen, and with rapid tapping again and again, a string of complex codes suddenly jumped on the screen.

Cheng Yunchuan narrowed his eyes. He not only admired her, but also had an infatuation with her that he could not hide.

Jiang Mubai in this posture was more vivid than the dreams in his memory, and even made him vaguely obsessed.

But he couldn't show this obsession too obviously, at least not yet.

Jiang Mubai suddenly put down his phone and asked casually, "By the way, there is something that I always find strange. It makes sense that they are targeting me, but what about you? Who did you offend? What about the Cheng family's mess?"

She said it in a lighthearted tone, but digging deeper would be probing.

Cheng Yunchuan did not answer immediately. He walked to her side and placed the empty wine glass on the far end of the coffee table. His slender fingers inadvertently touched her fingertips. The cold and soft touch stirred his emotions like ripples in still water.

"It's true that some people took advantage of the Cheng family's affairs to make a fuss, but these people underestimated me." Cheng Yunchuan spoke in a low voice, his voice carrying a strong edge that was inconsistent with his usual elegant image, like a hunter about to get angry.

Jiang Mubai's eyebrows moved slightly. She didn't say much, but just glanced at him. There was clearly disbelief and contempt in her eyes.

What interested her even more was what position Cheng Yunchuan planned to push her to in this quagmire battle.

"Cheng Yunchuan, you'd better remember one thing. I am not a tool that you can use at will." She suddenly raised her lips, and the smile was casual but dangerous.

Cheng Yunchuan's eyes darkened and he was about to make some excuses.

But Jiang Mubai stood up and interrupted him directly: "Don't use your 'deep affection' to cover it up. I'm not one of those little girls who would fight for you. I don't understand those twists and turns. What I want is not what you want to give me."

This one sentence, as sharp as a dagger, pierced Cheng Yunchuan's heart. He calmly suppressed all his complicated emotions, lowered his head and let out a chuckle that seemed real or fake.

"Jiang Mubai, don't you think we are evenly matched?"

When he finished speaking, Jiang Mubai had already walked to the door, leaning against the wall with his arms folded across his chest, his expression lazy but indifferent: "Do you think I have the leisure to play chess with you?"

After saying that, she walked out of the living room, leaving Cheng Yunchuan standing there, and fell into a long silence again.

However, not long after Jiang Mubai stepped out of the door, message alerts on his phone rang one after another.

She pressed the receive button, and the content that flashed on the screen made her eyes immediately turn cold. It was a secretly taken photo, the background was Cheng Yunchuan's apartment, and the protagonist in the photo was herself.

The sender's ID was a string of unfamiliar characters, but at the end was a mark "CY" that she was extremely familiar with.

Jiang Mubai's fingertips tightened and he couldn't help but hold his breath for a moment.

"CY!"

She repeated the name softly for a while, and then a smile of unknown meaning suddenly appeared on her lips: "Cheng Yunchuan, you are really good at hiding it."

She did not return to Cheng Yunchuan immediately, but quickly retrieved the source of the other party's message. The code flashed across the screen like a meteor. In just a few seconds, her brows were deeply furrowed.

The result turned out to be invalid tracking.

The whole world was silent for a moment, and then she suddenly raised her head, her eyes as cold as a needle: "Not bad, K.

The letter K was like an electric current, instantly piercing through the calm that Jiang Mubai had deliberately maintained.

K, a core member of the world's top hacker organization, has secretive whereabouts and superb skills. Even her identity "J" has never been able to truly glimpse K's true face.

And now, this mysterious K is actually hiding beside Cheng Yunchuan, and may even be Cheng Yunchuan himself!

Jiang Mubai took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

If Cheng Yunchuan is really K, then everything can be explained, his understanding of her, his special care for her, and the precise secretly taken photo and its untraceable source.

She turned around and pushed open the door of Cheng Yunchuan's apartment without hesitation.

Cheng Yunchuan was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a glass of red wine in his hand. His back was tall and lonely. When he heard the door open, he slowly turned around with a hint of barely perceptible surprise on his face.

"You're back so soon?" He put down his wine glass, and there was nothing unusual in his tone.

Jiang Mubai didn't say anything. He walked straight to him and stared into his eyes sharply: "Who is CY?"

Cheng Yunchuan was slightly startled, then chuckled; "Why, are you jealous?"

Jiang Mubai said in a cold tone: "Stop talking nonsense, don't think I don't know what tricks you are playing. CY, or K."

The smile on Cheng Yunchuan's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a deep solemnity. He was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke, "You know everything?"

"I don't know, I'm just confirming." Jiang Mubai took a step forward, almost sticking to his body.

Cheng Yunchuan lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes hiding the emotions in his eyes: "Confirm what?"

"Are you sure who you are, Cheng Yunchuan or K?" Jiang Mubai stretched out his hand and gently stroked his cheek with his fingertips.

Cheng Yunchuan grabbed her hand with a complicated look in his eyes: "What do you think?"

Jiang Mubai did not answer, but pulled his hand back, turned around and walked to the sofa to sit down, crossed his legs, his posture was lazy but revealed a sense of oppression that could not be ignored: "Tell me, what is your purpose for approaching me."

Cheng Yunchuan sat down opposite her and looked at her seriously: "Do you really want to know?"

Jiang Mubai raised his eyebrows: "Of course, do you think I would be like those naive people who were fooled by your sweet words?"

Cheng Yunchuan smiled bitterly: "You are indeed different from them."

Jiang Mubai interrupted him impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense, I don't have time to play guessing games with you."

Cheng Yunchuan took a deep breath and finally made up his mind to confess: "I approached you because..."

He paused, with a barely perceptible bitterness in his tone: "You are very much like her."

"She? Who?" Jiang Mubai frowned.

Cheng Yunchuan did not answer, but took out a photo from the drawer and handed it to her. The woman in the photo had almost the same appearance as her, but her eyes and eyebrows were more mature and experienced.

Jiang Mubai looked at the photo, and an inexplicable bitterness surged in her heart. She knew that this woman was herself in her previous life.

"Her name is Jiang Mubai, and she is my first love." Cheng Yunchuan's voice was low and hoarse.