CEO He : Please Don't Love Me

He Jian stepped inside his villa followed by Chu Feng who tried to remain as silent as he can.

The middle-aged assistant was trying to comprehend what actually happened. His boss suddenly left Shen Villa and started to run behind a taxi. But the taxi had already left from there. His boss had not said a single word since then.

When Chu Feng was contemplating whether he should open his mouth or not, He Jian had already walked away from there to a room slamming the door shut. Chu Feng took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead with it.

He should be given some awards. It is not easy to work for a walking cold slab Ah...

Inside the same room lit only with a lamp, He Jian sat again in front of the painting board. The lamp's light fell on the white paper hiding his face in the dark as his hands moved fast on the paper.

Afraid that he would forget that face, he closed his eyes and tried to remember each and every detail again and the speed of his hands increased more. Finally, twenty minutes later, a black-white sketch of a girl could be seen forming on the large white sheet.

Setting down his hands, he looked at the completed portrait seriously. Finally, after five years he could complete the sketch.

The door was knocked and He Jian got up from his chair and came out of the room. Outside Chu Feng was standing with the phone in his hand.

When the assistant saw his boss' cold face because of suddenly being disturbed, he swallowed nervously. The phone in his hand started to ring.

One glance at the name, Chu Feng immediately held out the phone for his boss.

He Jian slid the screen to answer the call and a large roar came from the phone instantly.

"You bastard ...stinky boy. Where are you? How dare you run away like that from the banquet? Do not ever step inside this old man's house again. I will break your legs."

He Jian let the old man say whatever he wanted. He entered the room again and put the phone on a side table. Sitting in front of her sketch, he remembered her black-brown eyes.

Many times he had tried to imagine her face but she was completely different from his imagination. She was now a grown-up girl.

The moment he saw her eyes he was sure that it was her. Her eyes were expressing her every emotion. He had seen recognition flashing through her eyes. She remembered him. A faint joy surfaced in his heart.

But why did she ran away from there? And the fear and confusion in her eyes….

His thoughts were disrupted when he heard Grandfather He asking him something.

After half an hour of cursing his son and grandson, Grandfather He finally felt his anger cooling down and was about the put down the phone. Then he remembered that there have been no reply from the other side. He immediately asked picking up the phone again.

"Why did you leave suddenly?"

A small smile crept on his lips as He Jian answered his grandfather.

"My kitten ran away again."

On the other side of the phone, Grandfather He scrunched his eyebrows in confusion.

"Which kitten? When did you start raising a kitten?"

"Hello, stinky boy"

No reply came from the other side. Grandfather He tried again.

"Stinky boy, are you there?"

Grandfather He shouted two or three times more. However, what answered Grandfather He was a beep sound.

The call was cut.

The anger that had cooled down came with full force. He looked towards his son who was sitting in front of him on the couch with a nonchalant face and started another round of shouting.

"He hanged up on me. It is all because of you. You didn't teach him anything. I, this old man is nothing in your and your son's eyes."

"Butler Zhang, Call his assistant again and ask him to drag him here in front of me."

He Zhuang stood up and without caring for the emotional Grandfather He.

"You just told him to never step in this house again and his assistant will not hear your orders."

Saying this, he walked away from there leaving the shouting Grandfather He.

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The next day, when Mo Roulan woke up her heart was rather calm. Standing in front of the mirror, she looked at the traces the last night had left on her. Her eyes were red and swollen. Now remembering everything from the last night, she suddenly felt confused.

What was he doing in City H. Shouldn't he be in City S? And Shen Yiling was also here in City H.

All of these things were very different from her past life.

Mo Roulanlet out a heavy sigh and thought.

'No matter how things change, she would just stay away from him and Shen Yiling.'

She does not have any wish to take revenge. She just wants to live peacefully with her family this time.

And she will not let anyone ruin this.

Not even him.