She remembered that Zuo Chen wore glasses simply to cover his eyes, which could see the resentment in them.

Secondly, it is to better confuse others and prevent them from seeing the emotions in his eyes.

Today is Zuo Chen's birthday.

She didn't have time to prepare anything else.

The only gift I can give is a perfect pair of glasses.

Use the tools from the optician's shop.

She crafted one lens with runes that could regulate visible resentment, and another lens mixed with her blood that could suppress mental turmoil.

Metaphysics relies on nanotechnology to do these things, and she asked the store manager to recommend eyeglass frames.

The store manager gestured to the robot to take the lens: "You're the first customer to have their glasses hand-polished."

Qu Jian'er didn't explain much, paid part of the deposit, and only said, "It has special significance."

The store manager, being perceptive, didn't ask any further questions. He pointed to the glass counter and said, "For this shape of lens, these frames will suffice."

Qu Jian'er specified a platinum frame that suited Zuo Chen's temperament and was also affordable.

During robot processing.

Qu Jian'er sat to the side waiting.

Then, on the opposite side of the road, she met a woman who also possessed Zuo Chen's aura.

That moment.

Qu Jian'er stood up.

When the shop manager finished making the glasses and came out, Qu Jian'er had already disappeared.

The shop manager, holding the glasses case, smiled and said, "Sir, it's ready...wait, where is he?"

Qu Jian'er, who was chasing after someone, came to a small alley.

Unlike Ou Xiao and Wu Hanzhou.

She sensed only a faint trace of fortune emanating from this woman.

The other side would never plunder just a little bit.

so.

Are there people in this world who are stealing Zuo Chen's luck, and she can't detect them?

That's something worth thinking about.

It seems there were people she overlooked at the state banquet!

She quickly intercepted the fully armed woman.

Qu Jian'er smiled like a devil: "You have something on you that doesn't belong to you. Are you going to hand it over obediently, or be beaten half to death by me before handing it over?"

She was still dressed in aristocratic attire for a banquet, but her demeanor was exactly like that of a "bandit."

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