CEO He : Please Don't Love Me-Chapter 393 Shen Youlin Is Happy With Lin Qianru’s Decision

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393 Shen Youlin Is Happy With Lin Qianru's Decision "No, she might be very angry this time."

Lin Qianru whispered in a choking voice. Shen Youlin almost rolled her eyes on hearing Lin Qianru's words. She could actually think that she would never be able to understand a woman like Mo Roulan's mother. When she could think that Mo Roulan must be very angry at her right now then why did she not think of the same thing before …at least before she took some decision. Sometimes, she would doubt that Mo Roulan was really Lin Qianru's daughter because her Roulan was so wise and sensible. Suppressing her little bit of frustration, Shen Youlin tried to calm down Lin Qianru. It took her almost fifteen minutes to make Lin Qianru stop crying. After she had stopped crying, Shen Youlin finally asked

"Auntie, now please tell me what happened? Did not Mo Roulan go to He Family for dinner? Did something happen there?"

Lin Qiianru nodded her head softly. Her eyes were red and swollen. She stayed silent for a few moments before she told Shen Youlin everything. However, contrary to feeling sad after hearing everything, Shen Youlin was very happy. She knew very well that He Jian had some kind of bad intentions toward Mo Roulan. If Mo Roulan was really declared as his sister in front of everyone then he would have no choice but to accept this. However, when she remembered that Mo Roulan had been crying just a few moments ago, her bright eyes suddenly dimmed and she frowned deeply. Then why was Mo Roulan sad?

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The question aroused Shen Youlin's suspicion and she could not help but wonder if Mo Roulam also have some kind of feelings for He Jian. freewebnσvel.cøm

No!

As soon as this thought came to Shen Youlin's mind, she denied it immediately. It obviously must not be like this. In fact, she remembered very clearly that Mo Roulan had tried her best to avoid He Jian in the beginning. She also remembered that someone had told her that Mo Roulan had run away when she had seen He Jian at her birthday party in Shen Mansion. So Mo Roukan definitely didn't like He Jian that much. In fact, at some point, she had started to think whether Mo Roulan dislike He Jian. It was only He Jian who was trying to cling to her. So it was good if Mo Roulan really became He Jian's sister. "So did Grandfather He agree?"

Shen Youlin asked with anticipation-filled eyes.

She wanted to know if this adoption was already done or was in procedure. However, to her disappointment, Lin Qianru shook her head and whispered "I don't think that Mo Roulan had agreed with this." "Why won't she?"

Shen Youlin asked immediately Lin Qianru couldn't help but look at Shen Youlin on hearing this question. How could she not understand why Mo Roulan would not agree with this adoption thing. She sighed when she saw that Shen Youlin genuinely looked confused. "Youlin, how will you feel if you come to know that your family…especially your mother had agreed to let anyone else adopt you?"

Shen Youlin frowned as she had a thoughtful look on her face. Lin Qianru who was observing each and every expression on her face raised her eyebrows in surprise. Shen Youlin had to think over this kind of thing. This made her wonder what kind of family did Shen Yiulin have that she could relate to Mo Roulan's situation so easily. Actually, Lin Qianru had known before already that Mo Roulan might not like her decision. However, she still did this because she had thought that once Mo Roulan would have any connection with He Family, she would not have to face any trouble in the future. Even after she left her children alone in this world, Lin Qianru was sure that there will be someone in the He Family looking out for both of them. Even if it was He Jian, she would be very assured. In the past week, she had also seen that as long as Mo Roulan was here she never needed to worry about her son. Even if there came a situation where she was not able to protect her children, her daughter would do anything to save her brother. And hence she was trying to secure both of her children's futures. There was Mo Roulan to look out for Mo Chen but there was no one to look out for Mo Roulan. So she couldn't help but worry. No one knew but in the last few days, she had started to feel a little pain in her abdomen again. She had not visited the hospital yet because a large part of her heart still wanted to live in ignorance. It was better to look forward to the new days like this instead of thinking that tomorrow could be your last day. Lin Qianru remembered very well that the doctor had told her last time that her disease could recur and if it recurred then there won't be any way to suppress it again because she would already be at a kind of age that would make her body very vulnerable to the treatment of her disease. And she could recognize very well what kind of pain this was. The same pain she had felt for so many months almost six years ago. So she knew that her disease might have really recurred. As a mother, she couldn't help but want to make her children's future safe and secure, if she had any way of doing that before she leave this world. Of course, she can't tell any of this to Mo Roulan. She knew that Mo Roulan would worry and then admit her to some kind of hospital if the doctor confirmed that she really was sick. She didn't want to do that. There was already so less money with them so she didn't wish to waste it on her treatment, Instead, it would be better to save that money for the future. She just wished that the disease would take her own time. She would endure the pain but she just wanted more time with her children. She wanted to be assured that they will be safe if she really had to leave them alone in this world. However, …Lin Qianru sighed. It seemed that this plan would not work. Mo Roulan would not agree with He Family adopting her. She needed to think of something else…something by which she could make Mo Roulan agree.