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Eleven frowned as she found it weird that even Mo Jue adopted the trend of wearing colored contacts from his hirer. Did the trend backfire? She felt extremely weird and turned to see Ye Wei focus down a pair of binoculars.

She could not help but sigh with emotion. She could not tell whether Ye Wei was looking at hunks or studying Mo Jue.

She took a quick glance and that man's gaze collided with hers. It was a restrained distance that was calm, yet strong. It was as though he stood at the top of the world and looked down on everything else.

It was a tempered arrogance.

This temperament was more shocking than his looks, and he disappeared under the sewers before she could take another look at him. This person was not quite as what Wei Wei had described him to be.

Especially the eyes, they were not purple irises. Thinking about it, Louis' irises were not green either.