CEO He : Please Don't Love Me

"Brother Jian, you should not talk to Grandfather He like this."

Shen Yiling's soft voice sounded in the dining room making the dining room deathly silent. Her beautiful face had a soft frown on her forehead as if she really didn't like what He Jian said just now. The fork in Mo Roulan's hand paused as soon as Shen Yiling finished speaking. She swallowed as she raised her head to look at Shen Yiling's beautiful face. Her eyes were a little blank but inside her heart, she really admired Shen Yiling's courage. But then again, Shen Yiling had the full right to speak in these matters. After all, she was going to become He Jian's wife soon. Thinking this, Mo Roulan lowered her head again and tried to make her presence as minimal as possible. At this moment, she was starting to feel uncomfortable with this ongoing dinner. Grandfather He had also raised his head to look at Shen Yiling. The old man's heart was warmed by Shen Yiling's words in his favor but he was worried for her. The young girl didn't know how cruel his grandson could get with his words.

And sure enough, He Jian looked at Shen Yiling coldly and asked indifferently.

"Who are you?"

He Jian's words were like a slap on Shen Yiling's face. This was already the third time now he was asking her the same question. Shen Yiling tried to smile forcefully as she asked doubtfully.

"Brother Jian must be joking, right?"

At this question, He Jian looked more confused and indifferent as he said "I don't know you enough to joke with you."

"Jian…"

Grandfather He interrupted He Jian before he could continue with his merciless words that almost made Shen Yling's eyes fill with tears. Now even Mo Roulan was very confused as to what exactly was going on. However, she never raised her head and continued to look at her plate silently. She never noticed He Zhuang on herself and then at Shen Yiling. No one could guess what he was thinking inside his heart as he looked at both the girls and then lowered his head without seeing any need to interfere in this matter. "She is Shen Yiling. How can you not recognize her?"

Grandfather He sighed helplessly when he saw the confusion in his grandson's eyes. But then he sighed again and looked at Shen Yiling apologetically as he tried to comfort her

"Yiling, don't mind him. Actually, it is this old man's fault. Jian had met you only once…at the banquet that your family had organized for your sister."

Shen Yiling smiled tightly again. Grandfather He didn't know but she knew very well that she had not met He Jian only once. She had appeared in front of him so many times but he still couldn't recognize her.

Now, what did this mean? "It's alright, Grandpa."

Shen Yiling said softly suppressing the hurt inside her heart.

Grandfather He smiled seeing how sensible she was. He then looked at He Jian and said firmly "Look at her carefully and don't you dare to say these same words next time."

Grandfather He said. He Jian was indeed looking at Shen Yiling carefully but his eyes were very cold and a few moments later, he asked coldly. "What is she doing here? Anyone from Shen family is not allowed inside He Mansion."

The tight smile on Shen Yiling's lips disappeared and she looked at He Jian with a shocking pair of eyes. "Jian…"

Grandfather He frowned seeing his grandson's cold behavior and tried to stop him.

"Leave right now."

He Jian said coldly and Grandfather felt angered by his rude behavior. She Yiling was invited by him and he could see clearly that He Jian was not respecting the guest he had invited.

"It is my mansion."

Grandfather He said coldly and continued "I will decide who will come here or not." He Jian looked his grandfather silently for a few moments and said suddenly "Then I and Lanlan will have to leave from here."

Saying this, He Jian held Mo Roulan's hand who hurriedly put down the fork in her hands as she was pulled by the man. Grandfather He looked at this scene with wide eyes. Even Butler Zhao looked a little startled by the turn of events. Shen Yiling clenched her fists tightly as she noticed how He Jian was holding Mo Roulan's hand. She swallowed as she stepped in front of He Jian to block him. Looking at his beautiful face she said softly

"Brother Jian, it is my fault. Please forgive me. Please don't leave like this. Grandpa had been waiting for you since morning."

He Jian, however, didn't seem to listen to anything she said. He frowned as he stepped away from Shen Yiling. The strong scent of her perfume was very irritating and he said with a frown on his forehead. "Don't get too close."

Shen Yiling's expressions stiffened hearing this and she suddenly didn't know if she should say anything or not. Because whatever she was saying was making her feel more and more humiliated. Grandfather He shook his head seeing He Jian's behavior again and again. His eyes however brightened and he suddenly came up with an idea. Stepping forward, he held Mo Roulan's other hand and said firmly. "She will stay for dinner. If you want then you can leave." As if afraid that He Jian would refuse, Grandfather He stepped forward and said to Mo Roulan gently.

"Girl Roulan, this old man wants you to stay."

"She won't."

He Jian said coldly, destroying the smile on his grandfather's lips. Grandfather He narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

"She will."

After that, he looked at Mo Roulan and said "Girl Roulan, this old man had wanted to talk about something important with you. I have already talked it out with your mother and I just need your permission to do so."

"I want you to become my granddaughter …legally." And the temperature of the dining room fell down abruptly.