620: He Jian Meets He Mingzhu

He Jian Meets He Mingzhu

Grandfather He and He Zhuang welcomed He Jian inside the mansion.

He Jian looked at his father and frowned deeply. He noticed that there was a change in his father. He looked exhausted.

"Dad, there must be a lot of work in the office. You must be tired. I will start to manage it from today only."

Since the moment Mo Roulan told him that she also loved him, he forgot about everything else. After the separation of two years, he now just wanted to spend as much time as he could with her.

However, because of this, his father must have to manage all the work alone.

He Jian felt guilty.

However, He Zhuang shook his head and said

"Everything is fine. Take care of your health first. I am managing everything well…and Dad is also helping me."

He Jian was surprised when he heard this.

His grandfather had stepped out of the business long ago.

"What?! Why are you looking at me like that? Stinky brat…though I have not worked for a long time, my skills are not rusty yet."

Grandfather He said angrily.

The truth was that he was just trying to lighten up the mood. For the past few days, the environment of He Mansion had been so depressing.

He Mingzhu's condition had left them shocked and regretful.

Now that He Jian was back and would recover soon, Grandfather He wanted to stay happy with his complete family. What has passed has passed and they couldn't change it.

He Jian didn't say anything in response to his Grandfather's exaggerated words and Grandfather He nodded his head in satisfaction.

Hm…he still had power in the family.

"Did you have lunch, Roulan?"

Grandfather He asked Mo Roulan who nodded her head.

"Good. Then go to your room and rest."

He Jian also nodded his head at these words.

Lanlan needs a good rest. He held her hand and started to move towards the room. Mo Roulan was confused when she saw him leading her in some other direction instead of the stairs.

Seeing her confused expression, He Jian explained

"You are injured. I asked the servant to move our things downstairs. We will stay in the room downstairs until your wound is healing.

She could climb the stairs. Mo Roulan wanted to say but gave up.

She was touched that he even thought of this.

However, He Jian halted suddenly when saw his father walking with them toward the other room.

"Dad, are you also staying downstairs?"

He Jian asked his father suddenly.

He Zhuang paused and looked at his son before saying a small yes.

He Jian looked confused when he looked at his father's back. His father seemed to have changed a lot. Mo Roulan could guess what was going on in his mind. She didn't know why He Zhuang had not told He Jian anything till now.

But she thought that there must be a reason.

So she tried to divert his attention.

"Let's go now. I feel sleepy."

Hearing this, He Jian immediately started walking to the room again.

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After three hours of sound sleep, Mo Roulan felt very fresh. When she woke up, she saw He Jian leaning against the bed and typing something on the laptop.

It seemed that he was back to work.

"You should have rested some more."

Mo Roulan said softly as she looked at his side profile.

How could even an injured man look so beautiful?

He Jian turned to look at her. When he saw her awake, he smiled and stroked her hair with his hands.

"I am fine. I will take care of myself since I don't want Lanlan to stay worried about me. Did you sleep well?"

Mo Roulan couldn't help but smile at his words. She hummed answering his question and climbed down from the bed.

When she came out, He Jian was closing the laptop. Mo Roulan immediately helped him in placing the laptop on the bedside table.

"Let's go and have dinner. The maid came and said that it is ready."

Mo Roulan nodded her head.

Both of them walked out of the room together.

When He Jian and Mo Roulan stepped inside the dining room, only Grandfather He was seated there.

"Where is Father?"

He Jian asked as he pulled a chair for Mo Roulan. Though Mo Roulan tried to stop him, he was stubborn. So Mo Roulan did the same for him.

If it went this way…she was afraid that he would never let his wound heal.

Grandfather He smiled when he saw Mo Roulan's actions. He was also happy that his grandson has started to speak with him again.

He was about to answer the question but he stopped when he saw his son stepping inside the room with He Mingzhou.

Mo Roulan also followed his gaze and looked at He Mingzhu who was holding He Zhuang's hand and following him silently.

Seeing how carefully He Zhuang helped her in sitting down on the chair and then tied a cloth around her neck so that she wouldn't dirty her dress, Mo Roulan could feel that He Zhuang actually loved He Mingzhu.

In fact, the way he looked so broken in the hospital when the doctor told him about He Mingzhu's wounds and scars was enough of evidence.

However, Mo Roulan still had a question deep inside her heart.

The police inspector had done a deep investigation on He Zhing and had found out that He Mingzhu was his captive for at least twenty-three years.2

If He Zhuang loved He Mingzhu this once then did he not look for her even once in these twenty-three years?

But again, she didn't know what were the circumstances back then.

So she suppressed her curiosity and focused on her lunch.

However, she was surprised when she heard He Mingzhu's shout suddenly.

The next moment, He Mingzhu stood up from her chair and ran to Mo Roulan's side. She hugged Mo Roulan from behind and looked at He Jian with a pout on her lips.

Apparently, she wanted to sit beside Mo Roulan.

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