(1) Rebirth in the End Times: I Led My Family To Scoop Up Billions of Goods

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Chapter 171: What Kind Of Person Do You Like?

Inside the house, Wen Rang was standing by the French window with Gu Ran and Fu Yu'an, looking at the scenery outside with night vision binoculars.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Wen Rang turned his head subconsciously and saw his sister pulling Mo Han's clothes in aggressively.

Mo Han was very tall, a little taller than Wen Rang, and more than ten centimeters taller than Wen Qian.

Because of his height, he usually looked down at everyone, with a cold and fierce look.

But now, he was followed by Wen Qian by the collar, looking stupid and obedient.

In comparison, Wen Qian looked like a bully. Or the big bully who had just captured a village beauty and brought her back to his nest and planned to execute her on the spot.

Wen Rang couldn't bear to look at it, so he turned around silently and pretended not to see his sister's evil deeds.

Wen Qian looked around as soon as he entered the room, found the door next to him, and immediately pulled people in.

Mo Han remained silent. When Wen Qian closed the door and looked at him expressionlessly, he took the initiative to tear off the bandage on his face.

This bandage was the one Wen Qian had given him last time. It was pink and had cartoon patterns printed on it.

When he went downstairs with this bandage on, Ye Xinghua and the others were shocked. They looked like they wanted to say something but didn't dare.

They suspected that Mo Han didn't know what was stuck on his face because he didn't look in the mirror.

But then they thought that this pink thing was probably given by Wen Qian. They didn't have the courage to provoke the relationship between the two bosses, so they could only hold it in and say nothing.

Wen Qian stared at Mo Han's actions. The room was dark, and outside was covered with dark clouds and heavy rain. Not even a little moonlight could penetrate, so she had no choice but to take out her mobile phone and turn on the flashlight.

Mo Han was dazzled and closed his eyes.

Wen Qian did it on purpose. She looked at the scabbed scar under Mo Han's eyes and wondered how he had the nerve to say the word "pain".

Mo Han opened his eyes to adjust to the light, and met Wen Qian's gaze. Neither of them spoke.

After a while, Mo Han spoke in a low voice.

"Wen Qian, it hurts."

Wen Qian knew he was lying, but still held her breath, and then asked unhappily: "Where does it hurt?"

Heartache.

Mo Han said this in his heart, but changed the subject. "He has bad intentions towards you."

Wen Qian raised her eyebrows, "How dare you say such a thing."

Wen Qian pushed him. There was a desk behind Mo Han, and the room they entered was a study.

Mo Han sat on the desk, and Wen Qian put the phone in his arms and said, "Take care of it yourself."

Wen Qian walked to the side, brought out a medicine box, picked and chose in it, and finally found a tube of ointment.

She turned around and walked in front of Mo Han again, holding a cotton swab dipped in medicine and pushed it against Mo Han's face, saying.

"Take the medicine with you when you leave. Remember to apply it several times a day to prevent scars."