CEO He : Please Don't Love Me

Inside the living room, sitting on a couch, Lin Qianru looked around the apartment.

Currently, they were inside He Jian's apartment.

After He Jian said that they could have a talk, Lin Qianru told her daughter that she was going to the market so that she would worry seeing her disappearing suddenly, and then she came to He Jian's apartment.

'It was the same as theirs.' Lin Qianru thought inside her heart as she looked around the apartment. 

The difference was that in her apartment, she lived with her children so it was neither small not too big for them. However … she looked at the man sitting in front of him as he elegantly poured her a cup of tea.

According to what she knew, He Jian lived alone in this apartment so perhaps that was the reason that the same apartment now looked too big and …it didn't give a homely feeling also. 

He lived here alone in such a big apartment and she had seen his car that night in front of the building. It seemed to be quite expensive and the young man also told her that it was he who helped Mo Roulan in getting free from the police station.

In the end, he could not be a normal person to do all these things.

Then who was he? 

"Have some tea, Auntie."

Lin Qianru came out of her thoughts when she heard the deep voice. She smiled tightly and took the cup of tea from He Jian's hands.

Mumbling a small 'thanks' in a low voice; she traced the rim of the cup. 

The teacup stayed as it is in her hands and she never took a sip from it. He Jian noticed t but never said anything.

"Mr. He won't have tea?"

Lin Qianru asked when she saw that He Jian didn't have anything in his hands.

"No Auntie, I don't drink tea."

He Jian replied politely.

"Oh…"

And then the living room went silent again but the silence doesn't seem to be disliked by the two people who were present there.

Lin Qianru silently observed He Jian.

He was polite, handsome, and seemed to be a financially stable man. However, his age …he seemed to be at least four or five years older than her daughter…and her daughter was too young now.

She doesn't want Mo Roulan to involve herself in these things until she reaches an age that should be normal for doing these things.

In fact, if she had her way then she would not want Mo Roulan to ever marry again in her life.

As a single mother and a woman who had been left by her husband at the times when she needed his support, her heart doesn't accept any existence of pure relationships now that could be set on unconditional love.

The only unconditional love that existed was the love between a mother and child and she was fortunate to have such love in her life.

However, she also knew that she can't force her views on her children.

Mo Roulan would also want to enjoy life one day just like the girls of her age do with their boyfriends or husbands … and at that time, if she tried to stop her daughter then she would only push her away.

Inside her mind, Lin Qianru had doubts that there was something going on between her daughter and her neighbor. So she thought of all the pros and cons of such a relationship and finally after a whole ten minutes opener her mouth to break the silence of the living room.

"Mr. He, that day…I couldn't thank you properly for helping my daughter. Thank you so much for helping Mo Roulan. I am very grateful to you for doing that."

Lin Qianru said politely to He Jian.

"There is need of thanks. Helping Lanlan is something that I choose and it makes me happy. It is still very less in front of what she has done for me." 

He Jian said politely as he looked at Lin Qianru with meaningful eyes.

For a moment, Lin Qianru thought that he could read whatever was going inside her mind. She shook her head denying the possibility and then thought over his words.

Lanlan…he called her daughter Lanlan. Lin Qianru fists clenched suddenly.

Any mother, or at least those who are looking for a perfect son-in-law, in City H or City S would feel happy if she would hear her daughter being called so intimately by CEO He.

However, Lin Qianru clenched her fists, not because of any excitement but because of fear of her doubts being true. 

But the next moment, He Jian's next words sounded in her brain.

Helping her daughter makes him happy but what did her daughter do that was less in front of what he did for her?

Lin Qianru's mind suddenly went blank as she thought of so many possibilities of her question's answer.

However, she quickly denied every possibility.

Her daughter…she knew her. Mo Roulan was the most intelligent and sensible girl Lin Qianru had ever seen in her life. She could guarantee that her daughter was smarter and wittier than her.

She would never do any such thing.

So she looked at He Jian sharply and asked

"I don't understand what Mr. He is saying."

"The kidnapping incident from five years ago…does Aunt remember that?"

He Jian mentioned in his deep voice.

A very deep frown marred Lin Qianru's forehead and her eyes were filled with panic as she asked

"Which kidnapping incident?" 

At Lin Qianru's question, He Jian was silent for a few moments as he wondered whether Mo Roulan's mother really knew what happened five years ago. He could have told her that he was the boy in that kidnapping incident with Mo Roulan, but if Lin Qianru didn't know anything then he would have to tell her the whole story.

And somehow he was already starting to believe that Lin Qianru really didn't know anything.

He Jian frowned …quite deeply.

Mo Roulan was only twelve at that time.

They had been there for a whole night and that meant she was not at her home for that whole night.

How could Lin Qianru not know anything?