CEO He : Please Don't Love Me

Mo Roulan was in so much pain that she felt as if her head was splitting apart. The memories of just before she collapsed on the floor played in her mind.

"Chenchen"

She shouted her younger brother's name as she suddenly sat up on the bed.

Looking around herself, she found that she was in her bedroom. The panic and fear fastened her heartbeat.

She looked at her clothes that were intact and breathed a sigh of relief.

After that, she got down from the bed but as soon as her legs touched the floor, a wave of dizziness hit her.

Mo Roulan felt everything blurry in front of herself. When she thought that she would fall down on the floor, her shoulders were held by someone.

"Are you alright?"

A familiar voice with a reprimanding tone that contained traces of panic fell in her ears. But who was it? She could not answer this question.

Her shoulders were pressed down and she sat on the bed. Shaking her head she tried to clear the view in front of her and just then a new wave of pain hit her again.

"Ahhh…"

"Is it still hurting?"

She could imagine the frown on the person's face whoever was saying this. The sound of shoes colliding the floor sounded and when she raised her head whosoever it was already outside the room.

The pain lessened after a few moments and Mo Roulan heard the sound of someone entering her room.

"Jian, what are you doing? I was still playing with Chenchen. Where are you dragging me like this?"

Fang Zhihan said as He Jian dragged him inside Mo Roulan's room. However, He Jian didn't listen to him as he continued dragging him by his arm and said

"She is still in pain."

"Jian, there is no need to panic. She is hit in the head. It will hurt a little as the wound is fresh."

Fang Zhihan was now gathering all his patience that was left only a little now. 

He had not seen He Jian like this even when Grandfather He had a real heart attack. But now, he was behaving like a hen protecting its chicks.

He Jian stood by the bedside when he was treating that girl's wound and that doesn't end there.

He even threatened him.

'After waking up, if she told me that she felt pain then I will close down your hospital.'

Who feels pain after having anesthesia?

Now when he saw the frown on He Jian's face, Fang Zhihan suddenly had a bad premonition inside his heart. Why he had a feeling that his next words …

"Is your degree fake?"

Fang Zhihan pressed down his anger as he muttered inside his heart.

'Zhihan, you don't want your hospital to get banned, right? For your hospital, just hear whatever he is saying?'

Sitting on the bed, Mo Roulan looked at the duo's conversation like a stranger.

Oh…That's what she was.

She glanced at the duo last time and then got up from the bed slowly to exit the room.

She didn't ask He Jian what he was doing inside her house. From their conversation, she could feel that it was him who saved her and her brother at the last moment.

And she really was grateful for that. But still, it was better for her to avoid him.

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Everything inside the living room was scattered on the floor. Her eyes fell on the fat, middle-aged man who was still lying on the floor. His face was swelled and full of blood now.

But it didn't scare Mo Roulan. She coldly looked at the man until her eyes were suddenly covered. When she tried to remove the hand covering her eyes she was pulled behind in an embrace. A manly scent entered her nose.

"Ssshhhh…Don't look there."

Her heartbeat unconsciously sped up when she heard that deep and familiar voice.

"Don't touch me."

Her words came out very harsh and cold.

Standing behind her, He Jian was not affected by her cold tone. He turned her around forcefully and then uncovered her eyes.

Mo Roulan instantly stepped away from him when he left her arm. 

He Jian saw this and frowned. He was afraid that seeing such a scene would scare her. After all, she was a young girl. But it seemed like his kitten does not appreciate his thoughtfulness.

He didn't follow her when she went inside Mo Chen's room. Instead, he glanced at Fang Zhihan and said

"Take him away and do whatever you want to do with him."

All the grievances that Fang Zhihan had towards He Jian vanished instantly.

His eyes gleamed as he looked at the man lying on the ground.

'He can do so many experiments on such a healthy body.'

Chief Zhi who was pretending to be unconscious suddenly felt a chill running behind his back.

While Mo Roulan stepped inside Mo Chen's room but the scene inside the room was something she had not expected.

Little Mo Chen was leaning against the bed and the two well-grown men were sitting around him.

Shi Fengju, Liu Ji Fan.

Mo Chen saw his sister and jumped down from the bed. But he forgot about the bruise on his stomach. Mo Roulan immediately ran forward when she saw his teary eyes.

"Chen Chen, what happened? Let Jiejie see."

She saw him holding his stomach and removed his hand from there gently.

A gasp escaped from Mo Roulan's lips when she saw the large bluish bruise on Mo Chen's stomach.

"Did he hit you?"

Her eyes were wet and cold. In this life, since the time she was reborn, Mo Roulan had provided every comfort and the best thing she could to her mother and brother.

Abandoning her younger brother in her last life was the biggest regret in Mo Roulan's heart.  Even if at that moment, she had thought that it was the best thing for her brother, she should not have left her brother.

If she hadn't done that, then…

Mo Roulan does not want to remember those painful memories.

Because each painful memory made her feel suffocated but this was something that she would have to carry with her in this whole life.