CEO He : Please Don't Love Me

Mo Roulan entered the password to enter the apartment. A 'click' sound of the door being unlocked fell in her ears and she rubbed her face with her hand before opening the door.

Her eyes unconsciously glanced at her phone to look at the time and she sighed in relief.

It was normal for her to come late by ten or fifteen minutes so her mother should not doubt anything. She was sure that the police should not have been able to tell her mother anything about her arrest knowing He Jian's capability.

So she only needed to hide her scratched wrists and her eyes, which were now red and swollen because of her crying, from her mother.

Mo Roulan sighed again as if to prepare herself for some sort of battle and opened the door of her apartment. 

Seeing the dim lights of the living room, Mo Roulan's expression turned into a relived one.

It seems that her mother was had slept early today.

Although it was rare her mother sometimes gets very tired and Mo Roulan would find her asleep by the time she comes home so she thought today happened the same.

She saw the cooked food placed on the dining table but she was not in the mood of eating anything. With her bag flung over her shoulders, she walked inside her room.

She just wanted the bed for now.

After such a long day, she was emotionally and physically drained and she needed a very good sleep.

Unbeknownst to Mo Roulan, Lin Qianru was not sleeping inside her room.

Leave the room… she was not even inside the apartment. At this moment, Lin Qianru was standing in front of He Jian.

He Jian's blue eyes fell on the woman in front of him and he removed the phone from his ear.

"What happened to Roulan? Why was she crying in front of you?"

Surprise flashed through his eyes when he saw the worry in Lin Qianru's eyes. From her question, he knew that she had already seen more than Mo Roulan would want her to see.

He remained silent for a moment however his silence turned Lin Qianru's worry into anger and anxiousness.

She unfolded the paper she had in her hands for a long time now and showed it to He Jian as she said in a firm voice.

"Don't try to lie to me. I know that…that police was here for my daughter."

  A tear fell out from Lin Qianru's eyes and her hands holding the paper started trembling. She was worried and scared after seeing Mo Roulan crying in front of He Jian.

Her daughter…why was she like this? Why does she not tell her anything? Why does she not cry in front of her?

Lin Qianru knew that Mo Roulan would avoid this matter if she went to talk to her. That's why she could only force He Jian to tell her everything.

How could she be so unaware when her daughter was in trouble that involved the police? 

"What happened to her? Is she in some sort of trouble? Please tell me."

She asked He Jian in a pleading tone.

However, He Jian still remained silent.

His lips were pressed in a thin line as he glanced at the paper in Lin Qianru's hands. If Chu Feng had been there, he would have known that his boss was clearly very angry at this moment.

And he would also have known the reason behind this. It was his own…unintentional incompatibility to do his job.             

It was not his fault that the search warrant fell from the policemen's hands and Lin Qianru found it. However, since it was his job to ensure that she doesn't find out anything…the failure will also be his completely does not matter who was responsible for that failure.

Chu Feng failed so he will suffer...however, He Jian was now in a difficult predicament where he had to decide what he should do.

If he told Lin Qianru everything then he would earn Mo Roulan's mother's trust and that will help him in taking care of Mo Roulan more in the future.

However, if he told Lin Qianru everything he would also lose Mo Roulan's trust who had asked his help only to hide everything from her family.

What should he choose?

He Jian finger twitched and he finally took the decision.

"Auntie, actually…"

-------

It was midnight. Inside the silent and dimly lit room, the sound of vibration from the phone was particularly very attractive and noisy.

Sleeping on the right side of the bed, Wang Weimin frowned in his sleep and opened his eyes slowly. He followed the direction of the sound and his hands picked the vibrating phone from the bedside table.

"Who is calling you so late at night?"

He heard the hoarse voice from the other side of the bed, however didn't answer the question. All his attention was on his phone because his gaze was already very serious as he looked at the number on the screen.

Shen Zhilan rolled her eyes when she didn't hear her husband answering her question.

She was already used to being ignored by him …still she felt very humiliated every time he behaved like this with her.

However, she could do nothing except throw away the pillow from the bed in anger.

But her attention from her anger was diverted away when she heard Wang Weimin's surprised and panicked voice

"What? How did this happen?"

Shen Zhilan frowned and turned on the light to clearly look at Wang Weimin's face.

Her frown went deeper when she saw the startled face of her husband as heard something from the other side of the phone.

"Wait…I will call you back in a moment."

She saw her husband put down the phone. Just when she was about to ask him what happened, Wang Weimin had already turned to look at his wife with a face full of confusion.

"Shen company's materials that we have sent to international market …it was stopped on the way."

"What?"

Shen Zhilan whispered and then asked angrily

"Who stopped it?"

Wang Weimin face went more confused as he told his wife

"Our ship was stopped from passing through an island on the way. It has never happened in the past. I don't know how it went wrong this time."

Even Shen Zhilan was confused by her husband's words. She but her lips and asked her husband a moment later.

"Who owns that island?"       

  "It is the grandson of He family…He Jian."

Wang Weimin said casually as he climbed down from the bed and wore his slippers not noticing how Shen Zhilan's eyes had gone wide at his answer.

With face pale, Shen Zhilan shook her head as she murmured to herself

"This… can't be possible."

Shen Zhilan came out of her trance when she heard her husband's words.

"I have Young Master He's assistant number. I will call him now and ask him what is going on."

Wang Weimin was more like talking to himself. The frown never left his forehead as he searched for his other phone that should have some extra numbers.

This exchange of goods at the international market was going to be major breakthrough for Shen Enterprises and he had worked hard very much for it.

Even Shen Zhilan knew about this. She had also done very much hard work in this project so she understood her husband's worry.

She also got down from the bed and helped Wang Weimin in looking for his phone.

After a whole two minutes of search, Wang Weimin found his phone.

He hurriedly opened the lock and searched for He Jian's assistant number. Although it was nighttime, he didn't hesitate to call He Jian's assistant.

The project was his hard work for many months and he could let the timing of good reaching the market go wrong.

Fortunately, the call went through.

"Hello"

"Hello, Is this Young Master He's assistant?"

"Yes"

Wang Weimin sighed in relief after hearing the answer and continued immediately

"I am Wang Weimin. Actually tonight, the goods from Shen Enterprises were stopped at the island owned by Young Master He. I wanted your help in asking those men to let the good go ahead of the island."

Wang Weimin was very confident as he demanded from He Jian's assistant. He had thought that problem would just solve like this. However, what he heard next was shocked him.

"Mr. Wang, I am sorry to tell you but I can't do what you wish me to do."

"And why so?"

Wang Weimin frowned and asked in confusion   

"My boss had asked me to not allow your company goods to go ahead of his island."

"What? Why would Young Master He do that? There must have been some misunderstanding. The Shen and He family have always had very good relations between them. Let me talk to Mr. He…perhaps I can solve this misunderstanding."

As soon as Wang Weimin finished his words, a cold and indifferent voice rang in his ears

"Misunderstanding…ha…"

A chuckle .... so cold and humorless that Wang Weimin shivered from its intensity even through the phone.

"Mr. Wang should ask his wife what she had done before concluding whether it was a misunderstanding or intentional harm to a person who belongs to me."

And the call was cut after that.