Ye Chu stood in front of the mirror, trying to force her tears out. She never knew if she really had different pupils. When her foster father died then, she cried in a mess, and she was really depressed, but no one on board told her that she had differently colored pupils. If she had, it would not make sense that no one told her about it. She could not see her own eyes either. Usually, when she saw her eyes, they would be black.
But she could not cry.
Even at the thought of Xiao Liu and Third Uncle getting killed by Ye Tingyun could not make her cry.
She hated that.
She wished she could kill Ye Tingyun, but she could not cry.
Nevermind. Give up!
Ye Chu thought to herself. This whole situation was so strange. If she had different pupils, the person that Ye Tingyun wanted to find might be blood-related to her. Such genes were rare. It was highly likely that they could be from the same family.
