CEO He : Please Don't Love Me

Inside the dark cell, only the moonlight from the window with iron bars was the source of light.

Mo Roulan paced across the prison cell with a tense face and an anxious pace.

Her throat was already feeling very sore because of screaming so much. She had shouted for the policemen again and again but it seems that even he had stopped bothering with her at this moment. 

In such a situation, her mind was slowly going blank.

The police were on the way to her apartment. They will check her apartment, her mother will come to know of everything…her lies about Shen Youlin.

Even if this was not a big thing, she still doesn't know just how she would solve this matter.

What could she do while she was inside the cell?

In the end, even if her mother came to know of everything, what will her mother be able to do?

Nothing would help her as long as Shen Youlin herself comes in front of everyone and admits that she was innocent in all the matter... or if Shen family takes back their complaint.

Speaking of this, Mo Roulan suddenly thought that perhaps the Shen family has any misunderstanding towards her and that's why they filed a complaint against her.

But Shen Youlin must be there right?

Why didn't she tell her family members that she was not at fault?

Mo Roulan shook her head to divert her mind.

She can't put anyone on the bad side in her anxious state. She knew Shen Youlin. Shen Youlin would never try to harm her in any way.

At this moment, the most important thing for her was to free herself from here.

Interrupting her thoughts, the door of the cell opened suddenly and Mo Roulan swiftly turned her head to look towards the door.     

A man dressed in police uniform stepped inside the cell and looked at Mo Roulan with a small smile

"Hello, Miss Mo."

Mo Roulan narrowed her eyes as she tried to remember the familiar face. Soon her confusion disappeared and she remembered that the man was the same officer who had handled the case of her first and second aunt.

He had been very supportive and guided her very patiently in the whole matter so Mo Roulan was very grateful to him for that time.

She nodded her head and said

"Hello…"

"My name is Zidong, surname Meng"

"Hello, Inspector Meng."

Inspector Meng nodded his head and moved away from the door. Soon two more people entered with tables and chairs and they set them inside the cell.

Mo Roulan saw Inspector Meng dismissing the policemen after they had set everything right. 

Inspector Meng sat down on one of the chairs and signed Mo Roulan to do the same.

"Miss Mo, I shall be the one who will handle your case."

Inspector Meng said when he saw the confusion on Mo Roulan's face.

"Oh…"

Mo Roulan nodded her head after a moment.

The next moment, she suddenly saw her phone, which was snatched away from her when she was arrested by the policewoman, placed on the table …just in front of her.

Surprised, Mo Roulan raised her head and looked at Inspector Meng with scrutinizing eyes. However, Inspector Meng just smiled 

"According to me, Miss Mo can't do something like this. This much ….character recognition…Meng Zeidong can do. I know that they didn't give you any chance to call help from your side. Take it …you only have five minutes."

Mo Roulan's mouth parted slightly unable to believe that everything was just as simple as it looked.

On the other hand, Meng Zeidong saw that she was not picking up the phone from the table so he assured her.

"Don't worry, I choose the cell for questioning you so that you will not be under the camera while talking on your phone. I have not even started the camera yet. But you will only have five minutes because after that, I will have to start the camera."

After hearing Inspector Meng's words, Mo Roulan suddenly didn't care what he was trying to do.

One thing revolved in her mind.

She only has five minutes …and she can't waste them.

Picking up the phone with her trembling fingers, she first found Shen Youlin's number and tried it.

Mo Roulan's anxious face went blank after a few seconds.

The call never went through. 

She put down the phone as slowly as hurriedly she had picked it up.

Time seemed to have slowed down but it was passing very quickly for her.

Shen Youlin was her last hope.

Who else she could call in the situation she was in? Who else could help her?

She swallowed and wiped her face with her hands while releasing a heavy sigh feeling very helpless suddenly.

"You will not call him?"

She heard Inspector Meng's voice suddenly and raised her head to look at him.

"Who?"

Mo Roulan frowned in confusion as she asked Inspector Meng. 

Inspector Meng also looked confused and rubbed the back of his head with a silly smile as he said

"Miss Mo, I am talking about Young Master He. I thought that Miss Mo will call Young Master He as soon as she will get her phone."

The phone almost fell down from Mo Roulan's hands when she heard Inspector Meng and her eyes went cold.

However, from outside, she pretended to be confused as she asked

"Who is Inspector Meng talking about…I don't know?"

Inspector Meng's silly smile disappeared and he looked more confused now.

"Miss Mo…Young Master He…from the very popular He family…CEO He, He Jian…"

Inspector Meng introduced He Jian in many different ways but still saw a confused expression on Mo Roulan's face.

"How can it be possible? I am sure that last time it was Young Master's He assistant who had called me to talk about your case. How can you not know Young Master He?"

Inspector Meng was left completely confused by Mo Roulan's confusion.

Today, when he had received the case he was to handle, he had been surprised to see a familiar name and familiar face in the evidence.

After confirming everything, he had hurriedly called the man who had called him last time from Young Master He's side.

Last time, he had followed Young Master He's orders and gave the two vicious women a very bad time. As a reward, he got the promotion and hence he was very happy with what he did.

However, after telling the news to the other side, he didn't get any response from the other side except a message

'Give her the phone when you go there to question her.'

Just these few words.

Meng Zedong was confused but he knew better than questioning the mind of these rich family people like He Jian. So he just did what he was asked to do.

But now seeing Mo Roulan's confusion he suddenly didn't know what was going on. 

On the other hand, Mo Roulan was looking at Inspector Meng with a blank face since she had heard his words.

"When did he call you, Inspector Meng?"

She asked Inspector Meng.

"Huh?"

Inspector Meng came out of his trance when he heard Mo Roulan's question. A moment later, he signed Mo Roulan to lean closer, and then he said in a very low voice

"The last time… when you had filed a complaint against your two aunts. Young Master He had especially called me to give a very good time those vicious women."

"And Miss Mo hahaha"

The young inspector laughed loudly as he continued

"…I did the same. I gave them the worst food. I especially appointed the most strict policewoman to keep an eye on them so that they won't be able to save themselves from the hard work of prison life. It was so much fun. Seeing two women fighting for food that was not even eatable like dirty pigs…it was so funny.

Young master He is very generous. He even helped me in my promotion for my good work. Also…"

Inspector Meng stopped suddenly as if he seemed to have remembered something.

"Miss Mo, we don't have much time left."     

  Inspector Meng said as he looked at his watch and then raised his head to look at Mo Roulan.

However, he saw that Mo Roulan head was lowered and he didn't hear any response from Mo Roulan for a long time.

"Miss Mo…"

He called out again but Mo Roulan didn't move even an inch

"Miss Mo, we are left with two minutes only."

As soon as Inspector Meng finished, Mo Roulan suddenly raised her head. She picked her phone again and then Inspector Meng saw her dialing the number again she had called before.

He tsked inside his heart.

Mo Roulan waited patiently as she bit her lips. Her mind and heart were in a constant fight. She knew what she should do but she was not ready to do that. 

It would be her last try or else she would have to choose an old path …one of the paths that she had chosen in her past life. 

Her heart and mind said the opposite things.

What should she do?

The next moment, however, she got her answer. 

The call never went through.