Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

Chapter 212: Make-up Remover and Bomb Destructor

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Quan Ranting carried Shen Wan to the guest room, placed her on the bed, and then headed straight to the bathroom.

Soon, there was a series of clattering sounds mixed with the sound of running water.

In fact, Shen Wan still couldn’t figure out why this man insisted on taking care of her as if she were disabled when the injury was on her hand and not her foot.

“I just want to hold you…”

For some reason, this sentence suddenly popped into her mind.

Shen Wan raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised by her own reaction, but this was not a good sign.

“Come here.” Quan Ranting half emerged from the bathroom, beckoning her over.

Shen Wan got up and walked over.

“The water temperature is just right for washing your face.”

“Oh.” She was about to reach out but was suddenly stopped by him. “Aren’t I supposed to wash my face?”

“I’ll help you.”

“Huh?”

Under Shen Wan’s slightly bewildered gaze, Quan Ranting grabbed a towel, dipped it in the water, wrung it out, and the next step was to aim it at Shen Wan’s face…

“Wait a minute!” The woman called a halt.

He was puzzled, “Is there a problem?”

“Do you have makeup remover?” Washing the face and wiping off sweat are two different concepts, especially for Shen Wan, who had a full face of makeup.

She couldn’t imagine what her face would look like after being wiped once with a towel soaked only in plain water.

The key issue was that the towel was pure white.

Disaster!

“Makeup… remover?” Quan Ranting frowned. “Does that thing have anything to do with a bomb disposal device?”

Shen Wan was speechless.

She had underestimated the ignorance of a traditional male.

In the end, Shen Wan provided a detailed explanation, finally convincing Quan Ranting that “makeup remover” was a type of water that could remove makeup, similar to face wash, in short, it was used for cleansing the face and could make the face very clean.

Quan Ranting replied, “I’ve never used it.”

Shen Wan really wanted to ask on behalf of all her female compatriots: Then why is your skin so fair?

However, she held back.

“Do I have to use that water?”

Shen Wan looked at herself in the mirror, her heavy makeup still surprisingly intact, perhaps due to the high-quality cosmetics, despite sweating and wiping, most of it stubbornly clung to her face, not a complete mess.

“Water alone won’t clean it properly,”

The man pondered for a moment, “…wait for me.”

With that, he left quickly.

Shen Wan followed him outside and saw him enter the room opposite. Shortly after, he came out carrying a bunch of bottles and jars, which he placed on the washbasin.

Clatter…

“These are Little Seventh’s. See if you can find what you need.”

Shen Wan swallowed hard, looking at the pile in front of her—men’s face masks, refreshing mint gel, potent night cream…

Oh! There’s even hair removal cream!

She didn’t expect the Seventh Lord to be this extravagant.

Finally, Shen Wan picked a facial cleanser with a makeup removal function. Quan Ranting returned the rest of the items.

Without bothering to put them back where they belonged, he simply left them on the counter and departed!

Back in the bathroom, he found Shen Wan using her left hand to splash water on her face. Quan Hanting’s brow furrowed, and he quickly stepped forward. “Let me do it.”

Shen Wan insisted, “I can do it myself.”

“No. Mr. Zou said that you shouldn’t get the wound wet until it scabs over.”

“I’m using my left hand!” Besides, the wound was on her elbow, and although it twinged with pain when moved gently, it wouldn’t get wet.

Quan Ranting was adamant. “I’ll do it.”

Shen Wan was exasperated. “Can’t you just listen to me?”

“Can’t you be a bit more obedient?”

Shen Wan could not utter a reply.

Quan Ranting took the facial cleanser and opened it. “How much should I squeeze?”

“…That’s enough.”

“What should I do next?” The man had a curious expression that made it impossible to refuse..