Quick Wear: Boss, she won again by doing nothing

Chapter 340: My Lord, Get As Far Away As You Can (64)

Han Jian didn't know whether it was because of Prince Xian's Mansion or because of Xue'er's torture that he became like this.

If he really changed because of Xueer, then he is the one who doesn't know how to face him.

Di Huan quickly explained: "Of course not! I'm already very happy that Uncle Han can come to see me! It's just..."

But he failed to live up to the trust of him and Aunt Liu. At that time, he vowed to them that he would protect Xue'er, but he didn't expect that Xue'er would still be injured and had to rest for a month.

He had always thought that the force he had built up now was enough to deal with all the dangers she encountered, but he realized that it was not strong enough.

Just now, he was shaken by some of Ling'er's words, and for a moment, he even hated Xue'er.

Just based on that moment, he hated himself and felt ashamed to face Uncle Han in front of him.

Han Jian smiled nonchalantly, "Uncle Han was just joking, but Huan'er took it seriously."

He put the bundle on the table, took out the finished scar from it, and waved to Di Huan, "Huan'er, come here, Uncle Han brought a new one."

He removed the scar on Di Huan's face, revealing a handsome little face covered by the scar.

His eyes sparkled brightly, like a pair of eagle eyes watching him. His nose was straight and elegant, and the lines of his face were delicate and firm, yet with a hint of tenderness.

Unfortunately, this face can only be hidden under a mask now, but its handsomeness is no less than that of his father, and even more outstanding.

Han Jian carefully covered his new scar, then took out the mask and helped him put it on.

"This scar and mask are both newly made. Take a look and see if you feel uncomfortable or if there's anything that doesn't fit. Uncle Han will take them and help you modify them."

There was no discomfort felt on Di Huan's face. The scars were handled very delicately and looked very real, without any discomfort.

The mask seemed to be tailor-made in advance, fitting his face perfectly and tightly.

"Uncle Han, I'm not feeling unwell. Thank you for worrying about me."

Han Jian just smiled faintly, "As long as you like it, I don't worry too much about these things."

These were all prepared for him by his beloved daughter, and he was only responsible for taking them and delivering them to her.

Di Huan didn't care much about what he said and just took Han Jian's words as comfort.

But he didn't know, and when he finally knew everything, he regretted very much why he didn't ask more questions now.

If he asked one more question, perhaps he would be able to find various clues and know the truth earlier.

This is all a story for later.

Han Jian took out all the things in the bag and introduced them to his daughter one by one according to his daughter's instructions.

The more Di Huan listened, the more he felt something was wrong. After Han Jian finished speaking, he couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Han, what are you doing..."

Han Jian put down what he was holding, and his eyes revealed a hint of relief and reluctance as he looked at Di Huan.

"Huan'er, you have grown up without me noticing. You are almost as tall as Uncle Han."

"You are now a deputy general. You will soon have your own mansion, and in the near future you will have your own home."

"Of course, Uncle Han will always treat you like his son. If you miss Uncle Han, you can come to me."

"Uncle Han..." Di Huan's tone was full of reluctance.

In fact, he knew that he would leave the Prime Minister's Mansion sooner or later. Now that he has become a deputy general, he should also go out and start his own business.

But, he didn't expect it to be so fast.